I've been pregnant a total of 6 times now. Each one was pretty similar really. With Owen I was way more tired than the following 4, but never sick. With this pregnancy, I'm constantly exhausted and nauseous. I'm not complaining at all because this means things are working correctly. I'm just not used to dealing with the nausea. I have a stock of ginger ale in my fridge and my poor sweet husband is getting leftovers tonight simply because I can't stomach the idea of making dinner. Friends are saying "maybe it's a girl!" all because it's so different, but really... I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, as long as it's full term and healthy! I pray to God continually for the health and safety of this baby... since we got to see the little thing, I'm super attached.
Oh! And on another note, my sweet lil guy has been amazing... he keeps saying that he's so happy I'm gonna have a baby, which just makes my heart swell. He's also been pretty understanding of my laziness, and just hangs out with me. We've become the couch people lately... thank God he's being a good boy!
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