The Bird is 21 Weeks Pregnant (and just now getting around to blogging about it).

Wow!  Talk about night and day between last pregnancy and this one.  I sincerely hope this child isn't very sentimental and doesn't take it personally that I blogged every week from 11 weeks on complete with belly bump pic and cute little stats when I was pregnant with her big sister whereas I hope to eek out a few posts this go-round, and I've only taken two pics of the belly.  Blogging when you have a toddler and are ridiculously sick from pregnancy hormones is really difficult!  I'm going to try to hit the highlights here because if I wait for all of the stars to align, I'll never blog at all.

In my last post, I announced that we are expecting our second child.  I didn't really give any other details, though, so I'll start from the beginning…

~The Test~

On October 2, I was 5 days late, so I took a pregnancy test.  I know 5 days is pretty late but I still really didn't think it would be positive.  I had taken one 3 days before my missed period because I was slightly suspicious that I might be pregnant but I guess the test I used wasn't sensitive enough to show up positive that early.  But, this negative result made me certain I wasn't pregnant so when that second test showed up positive, I was sincerely shocked…and very pleasantly surprised.  For those of you who are wondering…yes, we were trying for another.

~Telling Hubby~

Last time I got pregnant, I had already confessed my suspicions to Jeff and then, I told him immediately upon getting the positive on the pregnancy test.  So, this time, I thought it might be really fun to do something more elaborate to tell him.  But, then, I was too excited to keep the secret!  It was late at night when I took the test and I was practically jumping on the bed when he came up to our bedroom shortly after I took the test.  There was no way I was waiting until he got home from work the following day.  So, I just told him and we were excited together.

~Telling Our Families~

Last time, we waited until I was 9 weeks pregnant and had my first ultrasound before telling our families.  This time, I saw no reason to wait and the perfect opportunity arose very soon after I found out when my brother was visiting from Nashville and my parents came to town to see him (and us).  So, I bought a super cute "Best Big Sister" shirt for Eden and put it on her when she woke up from her nap one afternoon.  I plopped her down in my mom's lap and told her to show her Nanny her new shirt.  Hilariously, my mom was oblivious to the shirt and my brother, impatient to talk about our dinner plans (the hook I had used to get everyone in the same room), forced me to bring Eden's shirt to everyone's attention in a not-so-inconspicuous way.  It was pretty funny in the long run and, of course, everyone was super excited.  I FaceTimed with my sister and her family to share our news right after.

The perfect opportunity to tell Jeff's family came just a few days later when his uncles came into town and everyone (except his mom…and brother & family who live in HI) gathered at our house.  Eden wore her "Best Big Sister" shirt and we simply waited for everyone to notice!  It didn't take long and since, in Robin's words "I don't do anything by accident," they knew immediately that I was pregnant.  Those who couldn't be there got a text with this super cute pic saying that Eden had some exciting news to share.

~First Trimester~

I'm going to try to spare you of most of the details of my first trimester.  To sum most of it up, I had constant nausea, fairly frequent vomiting, and severe fatigue.  It was MUCH worse than my first pregnancy.  I'm so blessed to have a wonderful daughter who allowed mommy to rest on the couch while she played and watched cartoons every morning and an AMAZING husband who went to work Monday through Friday, brought his work home each night/weekend (as usual) and went above and beyond to pick up all the slack at home.  He changed every diaper when he was home, he gave Eden a bath every other night, he did all the grocery shopping, he cooked all the meals, etc., etc., etc.

I was going to forego the first trimester ultrasound because it really isn't necessary if you are pretty sure about your dates.  I was absolutely certain of my LMP and even pretty sure of my conception date.  But when I felt so terrible for so long, I honestly just needed to see my baby and get a morale boost that I could make it through the torture because the outcome would be a healthy baby.  So, I had an ultrasound on November 16th showing I was 11w3d and due June 3 or 4.  (My original due date based on LMP is June 5 and I am sticking with that because one or two days definitely does not matter in the long run).  The baby looked healthy and his/her heart rate was 162.

It was around this time that, after much thinking, praying, and talking with my insurance company, we decided to have a home birth with a local midwife whom we had met through various circumstances after Eden was born.  I have pretty much wanted a home birth since having Eden and the main determinant was the financial aspect.  I'm not going to go into much more detail about this here.  [Sidenote:  Please refrain from sharing your reasons that I should not have a home birth as I have done my research and made an informed decision that this is what is best for us.  If you choose not to have a home birth, I fully support that decision and I ask that you respect me in the same way.]

I met with my midwife when I was 12 weeks.  She drew some labs and checked my urine and all looked great.  She found the baby's heart beat with the doppler and it was 168.

To be continued...