On August 29th we'll be expecting numero tres to make a preferably pain free appearance.
Really we just thought when we make babies as cute as these ones below we'd be doing the entire world a disservice by not procreating further.
You are welcome world.
Rob had been hesitant to have another.
I think our lives have gotten pretty easy with the boys being bigger (well as easy as life can be with 2 preschool aged kids who fight almost constantly anyhow) and the thought of starting from scratch all over again was more than a bit daunting.
But we made our decision and what seemed like 5 minutes later (though it was several months) I was peeing on a stick and seeing our future change right in front of my very own eyes.
Of course now Rob keeps saying deeply terrifying things like,
Easy Tiger! I only just regained my sanity from having the last two close together.
Plus this much I do know if pregnancy number 3 had been pregnancy number 1 Thomas may well have been an only child.
Number 3 has had me encounter the joys of morning sickness for the very first time.
I am now kind of regretting smirking to myself as friends suffered with constant nausea while I was pregnant the first two times. Karma obviously does exist.
This time round I don't know if my friends are more happy that I'm pregnant or that I'm sick with it. That's true friendship eh?
Never have I been so tired in my life. By the time the boys are in bed I am completely done for. Fit for nothing else but sitting on my backside on the sofa trying to muster enough energy to get to bed.
Hence the serious blog neglect since just before Christmas through to right about now. I'm powering through so that blogging isn't another thing to catch up on when I finally have energy once more. The laundry is gonna take me several months to get on top of alone.
This pregnancy I have had serious food aversions so when I actually fancy something I just go ahead and eat it. With the boys I spent the first trimester eating baked potato's, this time round has been a completely different story.
My diet has consisted of such delights as
Which leads me on with gratitude to the NHS who only ever weigh you at your very first appointment and never ever again. I have a feeling I'm gonna be really appreciative of that this time round with a diet consisting mostly of fat and sugar.
Our fish just all passed away on Thursday (fungal issues we think) and Thomas was upset (I guess he'll really miss them for the 8 seconds a week he used to notice them) so to stop him crying we told him and Eli about the baby.
Thomas wants a sister.
Come August someone is going to be seriously disappointed.
But for us we'll be delighted with either.