Monday, July 11, 2011

I Can See The Light



Well, I can finally say that I am feeling MUCH better. I can eat without getting sick, and the food aversions have definitely diminished. Thank the Lord. I am starting to feel like this cloud is lifting and I can start to function like a (somewhat) normal human being. *cue angelic singing and the heavens opening up with rainbows and butterflies and doves*

Funny story: We were having dinner over at my parent's house and I had this overwhelming NEED for grilled oysters. WTF? I can't look at chicken, or even think about it without wanting to hurl...but slurping down some oysters? No problem! My mom pointed this out to me and we had to laugh at how ridiculous it seemed. Side Note: I sweet-talked my dad into buying some and he slow smoked them instead of grilling, and holy crap... Best we've ever had. Hands down.

I will say, however, that insomnia is getting the best of me, so much so, that I have developed a sty on my left eyelid. This happened when I was pregnant with Lula as well. I am hoping that as my hormone levels continue to try and balance out, I will start to get some good sleep. But they don't lie when they say you show earlier with your 2nd pregnancy. Hello belly bump! Jeepers!

Lula and I have been going to a really nice park by our house several days a week. I have met some really nice moms there and it's been nice to get out and talk with people in the same season as me. One of the moms asked me if I had a real desire for either a girl or a boy. She told me how she cried when she found out she was having a girl (her 2nd pregnancy), and not tears of joy. It got me thinking about how I am really on the fence with wanting either a girl or a boy. Ryan really wants a boy, but I am not feeling super pulled one way or the other. And, I am pretty glad about it. This whole pregnancy is much more laid back than the pregnancy with Lula (minus the extent of not feeling well). But mentally, I am not stressed at all and have an overall sense of calm. It's very refreshing.

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