Whenever I have a minute to actually think about the fact that I’m pregnant, I realize that Round 2 is SO much different than Round 1. Not in a bad way– in fact, a lot of the differences are great– just in a different way. We were incredibly thankful for both, considering what each took to get, and I think there’s just a huge relief to be getting to compare pregnancies when we weren’t sure we’d ever get a second one. Honestly, this pregnancy has been wonderful in so many ways, including most of the differences.
1. I’m tired. All. the. time.
I feel like this one applied to my first pregnancy, too, except for a couple of reasons. 1) I don’t think I appreciated the definition of “tired” the first time around. Chasing a 2 year old while the husband is gone during the first trimester (aka “hell”) in a 3 story house is no joke. I never knew my body could be this tired (or this happy, for the record). 2) I was able to rest whenever I wanted. I had the dogs, sure, but we were in a one bedroom apartment for training. There wasn’t much cleaning to do and the dogs were happy to nap anytime I wanted (and anytime I didn’t).
2. My cravings are 180* different from last time.
Ryan and I both expected me to crave the same things I did with Matthew, and I just don’t. With Matthew, I wanted deluxe chicken enchiladas, coconut cream pie, and Sonic everything. Of course, Whataburger was an excellent option as well. This round, all I want are cold, crisp salads, unsweet iced tea, veggie sandwiches (which, for the record, I never even LIKED, much less craved), and I actually have an aversion to most sweet things. Even when I think I want it, I’ll have a couple of bites of whatever it is and be done. Anyone who knows me knows that that is bizarre. I’m the girl who hid candy she stole from her sisters in her room. This is probably also helping with the next difference…
3. I’m healthier.
I started this pregnancy in better shape. I ran (intermittently), I ate better, and I lifted 30ish pounds a thousand times a day, up and down stairs, in and out of the car, etc. I ate better than I used to because I want Matthew to be eating healthy, well-rounded meals and snacks, which also means I do. Even when I’m grazing while I work on dinner, it’s bell peppers, cucumbers, cheese, and other good-for-me options. I’m still accidentally working out just by having a toddler, rather than hanging out in a tiny apartment, eating an entire coconut cream pie in a day (no promises that won’t happen at some point, though).
4. I’m chiller.
Y’all, even with the worry about baby “sticking,” I haven’t worried about this pregnancy. I know what’s coming next. I know how our appointments work. I know when we should hear a heartbeat/feel baby move/know a gender. I think it probably helps that I’m so busy with Matthew so I have less time to think and worry about every little thing with this baby. I’m still enjoying the good stuff– like feeling it move– but I’m not spending my time worrying about the bad stuff.
5. I’m not buying all the baby things.
We have most of what we need, thankfully, and even the stuff we don’t, we’ll get eventually. We have months! I don’t feel the need to stuff our house with more baby stuff, particularly since the nursery is still being used as a guest room. Our budget is certainly appreciating the lack of “nesting” thus far, even though I know that’s coming at some point! Our home, however, would probably appreciate a little bit of it since I still have about 15 boxes to unpack and find someplace to put (most of which will be given away).