Well, I am now almost 21 weeks pregnant! More than halfway to the goal!
WHAT?! How did that happen? And without any medical intervention of any sort?! No IUIs, no invasive, costly procedures, none of the Husband having to do anything personal with cups, just good ol’fashioned sex. The human body is crazy, I suppose. When M was 18 months, the Husband and I decided to go the “not not” trying route and BLAM! it happened. I guessed that I was pregnant back in July because I felt like complete garbage while we were on our family trip to Disneyland, but was still super surprised when I took the test once we got home. I admit, I didn’t believe it at first, mostly because of all the problems we had conceiving and keeping M, but as of this typing, everything seems to be going extremely well.
I had a scare back in August when I had to go to the hospital with really bad cramps, vomiting, fever and diarrhea. I knew nothing was wrong with the baby, but I was still fearful since I was still in the first trimester and that’s typically when I would experience my other losses. After nearly a week in the hospital, it turns out I had gastroenteritis with sepsis. Sepsis! They monitored me and the baby really well and we made it through the horrible, disgusting storm.
So far, I’ve had aversions to chicken (even the smell of chicken broth makes me gag), and have craved sauerkraut, pickles and bacon. I found out on Thursday that despite all the old wives tales, we are having another girl. I’m so excited, and so happy that we didn’t have to go through the whole crazy, frustrating process to get her.
We have a name picked out already, and she’ll most likely have the second half of my late sister’s middle name, so it’s pretty nice to know that we have that figured out. Now we just have to clear out the third bedroom, it’s currently the Husband’s man cave/junk room, so that M will have her big sister room once her little sister arrives in late February, early March.