No, I didn’t fall off the planet. My recent prolonged absence is due to our growing fetus.
I’ll be honest – I’m feeling about 50/50 on the shocked/excited emotional grid. I’m thrilled to be blessed with another sweet little one but I’m so very sick that it has been hard to get to the “excited” point.
12 weeks – current gestation
50 weeks – how much time I feel like I’ve put in
5 weeks – how far along I was when I was already running for the bathroom and it dawned on me to take a test
2 – seconds it took for that little test to turn positive
16 – waking hours per day that I feel nauseous
8 – sleeping hours per day that are the only relief
26 – number of morning/all-day sickness remedies I’ve tried (to no avail)
8 – number of weeks I have left until I hopefully feel better – at least based on my last pregnancy (this is depressing to me)
1st person to hear the news – Troy (I don’t think he believed me at first, but I did wake him up to inform him)
100% – Level of excitement/anticipation Blake and Nash have for our new addition
16 – number of times Blake has asked me how babies get out of tummies
1 – confirmed number of babies I’m carrying thanks to an early ultrasound (always a relief)
18th of April – Due Date!