So, 

I am all in anticipation of the queasy, nauseous self I remember being when I was pregnant with Elijah. My morning sickness began exactly one month after conception last time, and it lasted for almost five months. It was severe to the extent that my best friend The Toilet would get more hugs from me than my husband. All I wanted to do was give up my dinner (the little food that my stomach would allow me) and sleep. It was plain ridiculous when my husband showed up for our second month anniversary with a new toilet bowl brush wrapped as a bouquet of flowers, and I was ecstatic! 

Although we are reaching the one month mark, I am beyond the “due time” when it comes to sleeping. I doubt, however, that it’s the pregnancy, and I am very sure that it is the sleepless nights I am spending with Elijah. He wakes up several times at night and occasionally I (or sometimes my husband) must stay by his bedside for 30-40 minutes until he falls back to sleep. But that is a whole another discussion, one that is begging for advice. 

I am extremely hungry. As typical of me for sweets and dough (cake, bread, cookies, you name it, I want it). And I’ve been wanting butter. This is crazy, I haven’t had any cravings during my first pregnancy, just major aversions to food in general (although I never gave up the sweets). 

No one in the family (either mine or Seth’s) knows anything yet. His family will start jumping for joy, as his mother has been nagging me ever since Elijah was born to have another one, and they are all wanting a girl, since there almost all boys in Seth’s family. And Seth and I are almost sure that it will be a girl this time. We haven’t told my family, because they have all been dying for me to get back to work, and this means that I will be home for at least another year. The will surely be glad to have another baby in the family, but my mom is real big on The Profession, and according to her (and my two older sisters) I have a great one (and I agree), and I may lose my qualifications the longer I stay home (I don’t agree). 

Regardless, my first Ob/Gyn appointment is at the end of September and we won’t be telling anyone until at least then. 

Well, I’ve babbled long enough. I hope you guys have something to say about this. All comments and suggestions are welcome. 

Regards, 

Amy