Day five of being thankful

DAY FIVE.

I am thankful for…

a significantly easier pregnancy this go round.

Picture taken- 30 weeks yesterday

Yall, I can't even tell you how thankful I am for this. If you'll remember, my first pregnancy was less than stellar. I was nauseas/sick constantly. It was hot and I was miserable and nearly fainting left and right (slight exaggeration here). I might have been a wee complainer but it was practically nine months of throwing up and being dizzy which was less than fun. I am not one of those cute pregnant woman that just love everything about growing an alien octopus inside of me. Nope, not me. I loathe envy those women that say how much they loved being pregnant.

This time, I can't even explain the vast differences that I've felt. Maybe its that its a boy (so I've heard from others in comparison despite doctor sister telling me that is physically impossible… my still nearly full Zofran bottle says otherwise!). I kid sister. But... seriously. I don't know how I could have coped this go round being alone with a toddler here in Charleston if I'd been as sick as I was with Chey. Thank ya' Jesus (said in full southern charm with hands raised to the skies)!

This boy has been a breeze in comparison. Mild nausea past the first trimester. No food aversions. No crazy discomfort minus my sciadic issues that physical therapy seems to be improving. Heartburn that is quickly repaired with a good ol' Tums. One quick pass out session on the beach during vaca- I apparently overheat very easily when pregs- lesson learned but I'm afraid I gave my husband a minor heart attack in the process and am forever banned from being on a beach while pregnant without water in my hands at all times.

God obviously knew what he was doing when he gave us a boy this time, knowing that my body could handle him better in utero while flying solo. I'm not going to lie. I was a little nervous at first. First being pregnant again at all. Second that it was a boy.

Of course, now that I've written all this, tomorrow I might be sick as a dog and want to repeal everything I'm saying today. Isn't that how it goes? I need to be careful what I say! But for today, I'm thankful. I'm thankful for this pregnancy. I'm thankful for constant movements that I watch and feel knowing that he is happy and healthy in there. The movements will be the one thing I miss when not pregnant. By far, its the best part of pregnancy. And probably more than anything, I'm thankful that God didn't allow pregnancies to last more than the 9-10 months that they do!