I hope you had an amazing Mother’s Day! It has been a very interesting couple of months around here. You may have noticed that I have been a bit MIA around here and on socials. If you would have asked me to look into a crystal ball a year ago I would have told you with absolute certainty that I would be settling into my taper week for my 4th straight Brooklyn Half—it is of course, my favorite race of the year! As they say, the best laid plans…
Early March I realized that my period was late. I didn’t panic at all, my period is moody—comes when she wants to, if I’m stressed she won’t even show. There had been a LOT going on the previous month—a birthday trip to Vegas, a quick trip with hubby to Atlantic City for a Mary J. Blige concert, and a 6 day trip to Disney World right after that! I was BUSY, February was INSANE. Even two weeks later when she didn’t show up I didn’t sweat it.
As you guys know I make warm lunch for my eldest child weekly. One random morning I open his stew chicken that had been made the day before to heat it up. Except when I opened it I immediately got the urge to puke. That is when the wheels started turning. I said to my husband, wow that chicken smells gross. He smelled it and he laughed, no it doesn’t “YOU’RE PREGNANT”. We both had a good laugh but the gears were still going in my head.
As soon as they left for the day, I ran upstairs and grabbed a pregnancy test that expired in 2012 that was catching dust in the back of my underwear drawer. It was positive, faintly positive, but positive. I literally laughed out loud (mostly in terror and shock) then ran to my nearest drug store to get one of those WORD pregnancy tests. I wasn’t taking any chances here people.
It was the weekend in Atlantic City. It was a *cough* fun *cough* weekend. We also NEVER get away without the kids. Thanks Mary (and mom for watching the kids?!)!!
Immediately my brain was in shock. What is this three baby life? We got rid of all the baby stuff years ago! Sad that my grandma wouldn’t meet him/her. How would my husband actually react? When was I due? A BABY. I’m 35 and GERIATRIC. I’d be 40 when the baby entered kindergarten!
On the other side of the worry was elation. This only child has always wanted 3 kids or more. The past few years have been a whirlwind for this family with deaths, diagnoses and dramatic job changes. I thought the window was closing but it wasn’t quite there. I am SO excited to actually enjoy this pregnancy without having to work full time, commute 12 hours a week and have to answer to a boss that I don’t want to answer to. I am also very much looking forward to not dropping my child off at a daycare on their 3 month birthday…
My husband was even more excited than me, as a matter of fact he still is. He cried tears of joy (which I wasn’t ready for) and he has been giving me the best white glove treatment ever since. He has been so good about my cravings and my health. I’m super thankful for that because this first trimester…….
…….has kicked my entire tail. I’ve been clutching the couch for dear life for a smooth 7 weeks. Brain fog, anti-socialness, aches, consistent insomnia, and enough nausea for 6 pregnant women. It’s started to decrease by like 1% each day but man. It’s rough. (This is also an open apology to anyone that I have neglected in the past 6-8 weeks!!)
Despite all of that, I’m excited! Because this is my third go around my uterus decided to blow up immediately and told me that it doesn’t CARE when I want to tell people, and started showing like 4-5 months by 10 weeks. Clothes have become a lost cause. I’ve bought maternity clothes out the wazoo. Wrap dresses are my best friend.
Gender reveal coming soon! If you are local to NYC be sure to tune in to GoodDay New York (FOX5) during the 9 o’clock hour on Thursday May 17th, hubby and I will be revealing the gender on LIVE TV! omg!