We're back!

 And I really mean "we're". Notice the girls' shirts (and their excitement)???

I made the announcement on facebook after we heard the heartbeat around 11 1/2 weeks, but as of today I'm almost 13 weeks along. This pregnancy has been completely different from the pregnancy with the girls. Easier in a lot of ways, but a lot harder in others. With the twins, I threw up everyday for 12 weeks at least once a day. I wasn't nauseated through out the day as much, but when it hit...it HIT! I was tired, but not "I can't get off the couch tired" I still went to school full time and worked part time with kids with disabilities, so I was usually on my feet. I was constantly looking up fruit I could compare my baby to (you know, when I just thought I was having one) and it was always on my mind.
 
This time around, I'm exhausted like nothing I've ever experienced. I can't stand for more than 5-10 minutes at a time and forget about talking while I'm walking, it's not going to happen. I've thrown up probably 10-15 times in 12 weeks, but I've been constantly nauseated. It never fully goes away. I've also been getting daily headaches that only caffeine will cure and a Coke doesn't always do the trick, so I just try my best to push through it. I've also been incredibly irritable. I wasn't this way with the twins and it's completely foreign to me. I get mad over the dumbest things and have hardly any patience with my girls. It's terrible how much I've changed in terms of my mood.
 
But things are good. The baby is due early March and I'm excited for a late winter/early spring baby. I'm excited for the excuse to not get out of the house and stay tucked in a little baby. I'm excited for ONE baby. People have joked a lot about us having twins again (or even triplets) and to be frank, I'm over the joke. I feel like I missed out on so much with my twins. There was always someone else that needed to be taken care of immediately. There were no middle of the night cuddles or really even rocking, we were in assembly line mode. When both babies were teething at once, somebody had to be taken care of first, which meant her sister was sad and screaming for 5-10 minutes. It was completely overwhelming.
 
And not to say that one baby is easy, because I know people can have really hard, needy babies that are harder than my two, but as my friend Becky and fellow twin mom said, "I don't think we have any clue how easy it is to take care of ONE baby!" She's right. I have no clue, but I'm excited to find out. I'm excited to not be out numbered by infants. Excited to only have one new person to bond with. Excited to be able to devote all of my attention at 3 am to just one person. Excited to most likely have a non high risk pregnancy and avoid physical therapy. Excited to give breastfeeding a real shot. Excited to only change 10 diapers a day instead of 20. And I'm excited to cloth diaper a newborn. I was so overwhelmed with newborn twins, that I waited until they fit into one size diapers, this time around I'm starting form the beginning.
 
Get my drift? I'm excited for a singleton.
 
What's weird to me is having a "normal" pregnancy. I'm used to bi monthly appointments by this point with an ultrasound every time. I have no idea what this kids' heart rate is or the level of my fluids or the location and position of the placenta. Those things just aren't as important when you're only carrying one baby. When you're pregnant with twins, you're treated like a queen. When you're pregnant with one, you're treated like everyone else. It's so different.
 

And since I'm assuming most of you didn't read all of that, here's some pictures of what we've been doing the last little while. 

 

 

 

 

Those pictures are completely out of order, but I don't have the brain power to fix it. School started on Monday and I dove in head first. Between that, the twins, Josh and this pregnancy, my brain cells are limited. ;)

Until next time...