Just a couple hours out from our first sonogram. I can’t tell if this topsy turvy stomach is morning sickness or nerves, but it’s worse than most mornings, and I’m going to guess that it’s partly due to nerves. I find that odd. I haven’t really been nervous about things going wrong this pregnancy, not nearly as much as I was with Kendall. So I thought maybe I’m just getting better at this whole thing, that it would be less stressful the second time around.
But here I sit, about to toss my Chick Fil A chicken biscuits from the combo of morning sickness and nerves (although the lingering smell of the chicken sausages Scott cooked up for Kendall’s lunch today is NOT helping… and there is a sink of soaking dishes that smells like feet… curse this hypersensitive nose!).
Really, the fact that I have been and am sick and just plain exhausted are good signs. I know. I just want to get in there and have my mind set at ease. I keep having this nightmarish thought that I’m going to go in and they’re going to be like, “Oh, you’re not pregnant. You’re just crazy.” Okay, I thought blogging about this would help, but now I’m just obsessing about it even more, so I need to stop.
In other news, Kendall continues to poop on the potty, like, 3 times a day! The kid has no issues with regularity. A few nights ago, while sitting on the toilet, doing his thing he shouted out, “It stinks!” I heard it from the kitchen since this time it was Scott’s turn, and when Scott takes him it’s doubly funny to listen in on because he sings his own made up song “Five Green and Speckled Poops” (to the tune of “Five Green and Speckled Frogs”) while Kendall works on squeezing things out. I’m going to have to get the lyrics from him one of these days and share them with you, something about speckled poops and speckled logs. It’s good stuff. When Kendall finishes he gets 2 M&Ms, and I’m telling you guys, M&Ms will save my life. That kid will do anything for an M&M. I ain’t too proud to bribe, yo. So all’s good on the potty training front so far. He doesn’t really pee in the potty, but I am a-ok with changing pee diapers right now.
Alright, that’s enough jibber jabber. I’ve got to go make myself presentable for the OBGYN. Perhaps I should start with a shower. I’ll let you guys know how everything goes. Hope you all had a great weekend!
8 weeks, 6 days pregnant/ Kendall is 2 years old