One trimester down

I’m 12 weeks pregnant as of yesterday.

And I haven’t even cracked “What to Expect When You’re Expecting” open once.

Not that this pregnancy has been anything like what I was expecting. I thought I would be flat on my back or face down in the toilet. Instead, I feel like taking long walks in the rain and eating like a Hobbit. Which means, I am constantly snacking.

And I can’t really take long walks in the rain. Tad can only go through so many pairs of jeans in a day, and the boy loves puddles.

So I have to be careful about what I’m eating. Fortunately, most of the cravings have gone, although when I do WANT something, it usually happens. The Webmaster is not a stupid man. Still, I am back to making dinners that are non-Hamburger Helper influenced, folding laundry when it’s still warm, and washing dishes.

I still get very tired about mid-afternoon. Fortunately, that’s usually when the kids are napping, so I can catch a little snooze myself. I’m hoping that comes to an end soon as well.

This whole thing is ridiculous. I feel too good to be pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, I am profoundly grateful that I am doing this well. God truly knew how much I could handle, and apparently knew that being perpeptually nauseous was probably not good, considering the active schedule the kids are currently keeping.

Yesterday, we had a pretty loud thunderstorm right over our house. Ane was quite distressed about it, and told me that she was going to pray that God would stop the thunder and rain.

About half an hour later, the storm passed. Ane came running. “Mommy, the rain stopped!”

“I think God was listening to you,” I replied.

“Thank you, God!” she exclaimed. Then, as she was walking away, a new thought struck her. “I’m going to ask God for a baby sister!”

Oh, boy.

2 Responses to “One trimester down”

  1. Ressis
    October 21st, 2008 09:06

    Only eight weeks until we find out!

  2. Handy Girl
    October 21st, 2008 23:41

    I am slightly jealous you are feeling so good already. I’m just now at the point where I’m starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Still this baby is being much kinder than Handy Baby was. He kept me queasy until week 20!
    PS: I STILL have your birthday present…