Being pregnant for round two is quite different from round one.
I am very tired and find it hard to get a moment to completely relax other than when my head hits the pillow for the night. I remember the first time around I had a lot of time to lay around and veg. Now I chase Wyatt because he’s a very busy boy.
I have not found time to exercise and feel really out of shape and am lacking stamina. Especially when I’m walking up the stairs and carrying Wyatt (when he wont comply and go up the stairs by himself). By the time I get to the top, I am out of breath. Pretty LAME!
However, I do enjoy feeling little baby kicks throughout the day and night. It’s a nice reminder that someone very special is growing inside of me.
Another thing that is on my mind is the past. Not that I’m dwelling on it, I just am conscious of it. I’ll be 22 weeks tomorrow. Nearly two years ago on April 16th, my water broke at 22 weeks and 5 days while pregnant with Wyatt. Right now, I can’t imagine that happening and the reality of how early that was is really hitting me. I’ve had several friends and family members have babies in the recent weeks, (one being my brother and his wife) and I just think how crazy and how much of a miracle it was that Wyatt is so perfect and healthy after all we went through together.
I am proud to say that Wyatt’s birth picture along with his 1-year-old picture is displayed outside of the NICU. He has an amazing story and I feel happy that other parents can feel encouraged through our adventure.