So I'm a week 13 with our ninth baby. Even with all the hustle and bustle of our life, which oftentimes makes time seem to go faster, time has barely crawled to this point. It's a good thing I didn't start this journal sooner, for I'm sure it would have been full of complaining and whining. My doctor once told me that the more children you have, the more you feel things. Boy was she right! The first trimester was the hardest I've ever had. Actually, up until my sixth child, I didn't have much in the way of "morning sickness". I haven't ever thrown up; I've just really wanted to. There were many days when the basics were all I could do because of the incredible tiredness. That tiredness hasn't gone away, although the constant nausea has. Yet, I could still function and I didn't have to have a bucket next to me at all times, as some women do. So really, I don't have that much to complain about.
I am only 12 weeks along, yet I look so much farther! No one believes me that I'm as far as I am. I get comments like "are they sure of your dates? For you look like 5 months already!" or "Maybe you're having twins..." and other such comments. Of course, I have done this a few times before and my body knows what to do. Samuel is only 13 months, after all. Yet, even with knowing that, it sure seems like I'm a bit bigger than I should be. This also makes me a bit nervous for later: if I look like this at 12 weeks, what in the world will it be when I'm 32?! However, my size at this point really doesn't make sense, for at this stage (even with twins), the baby is so small and barely beyond my pubic bone, that to have a protruding stomach above my belly button wouldn't be because of the baby (or babies). I can't chalk it up to gaining weight either, for I've lost 18 pounds since mid July (when I was already pregnant). Of course, with each pregnancy I have gotten bigger sooner (with my first child, I didn't even look pregnant until 7 months!), and it was the same with Samuel. But I have not been prepared for this much of a preggo belly this soon!
Samuel is completely weaned, which is bittersweet. On one hand, I'm quite ready to be done with him wanting to nurse to go to sleep and when he wakes up in the morning. Yet . . . knowing that this stage in our relationship is over makes me sad. Nursing is such a beautiful bonding experience that I cherish with my children! (I didn't nurse my eldest past 6 weeks due to my milk drying up with the birth control pill, so I know both sides of the issue.) So while this time comes for each child, however old they may be, it's a bittersweet moment none-the-less.
The Fall weather is fully upon us. Actually, up here in northern Wisconsin, Fall is about half way over. The trees are so beautiful in their vast arrays of colors!! They really are a sight to see, one that I never tire of either. The first snow flurries will be flying about in the next six weeks or so, and that knowledge makes people up here enjoy this "balmy" weather so much more!
I think that's about it for me this week. You all take care and I'll type at you later!
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