EvY at HomE

On Thursday morning Matt, his mom and dad, and myself got the happiest surprise of our life when at our ultrasound we learned that our second and last baby would be a: You know those lucky jerks that get one of each and you think man, those lucky jerks, they got one of each? I get to be one of those jerks! The moment the tech said the word "penis" I could not believe it and started crying right away. Everyone wanted us to get the pair and I dared not dream we'd get the desires of our heart. Some people get no babies. We get two (so far) healthy babies. Blessed beyond. However, there is something to be said for getting what you want, disappointment, gender expectations, and loss.  Both of us wanted a boy with Alice. And then we got Alice. And Alice.... well... she crushed it. I brag about her a lot with the caveat that we are NOT WORTHY. So cute! So sweet! So smart! So easy! We could have zero other children and be 100% content that all we had was an Alice.  ...

Man, I'm wiped. We've had a rash of work and activities and I feel like I haven't really recovered from any of it. On Saturday at a birthday thing for Matt's grandma I alternated between being awake and socializing and napping. I think the pregnancy exacerbates the tiredness. Speaking of the sequel, yes, I am still nauseated all day. 19 weeks pregnant and still freaking nauseated. It is getting better in that I'm slowly weaning myself off the anti-nausea medication and making sure I keep food in my system at all times. Everything doesn't disgust me anymore! I still gag at certain smells (like poopy diapers and opening the fridge in general) and I did nasty hurl on Saturday morning but overall I can tell there's improvement. So much so that I can hardly remember in the beginning how all food except cup of noodles made me sick and puking two to three times a day. Thing of the past! That I will never repeat after this kid. New trick that keeps the nausea at b...