A few weeks ago I posted this to ‘announce’ that I’m pregnant with my second child.
Back in September, right after we found out I was pregnant, we asked Mabel whether she wanted a little brother or sister. This is what she had to say:
On the Thursday before Christmas, Mac and I went for the anatomy scan and got the happy news that not only is the baby healthy, but he is a he! We’re having a boy! Mabel was right!
We are very excited to be having ‘one of each’ as many say.
So far, we’re calling this little guy ‘Nemo’- a moniker chosen by his cousins that we’re using until we meet him and give him a real name (although since Mabel’s nickname in utero was Mabel, Nemo will probably stick as his blog pseudonym).
I finally told my boss that I was pregnant in early December- at which point I was already 17 weeks, wearing maternity clothes, ducking out for prenatal visits, and certain my coworkers could tell something was up. He took it well, being a father of three himself, so that was a relief.
Now that work ‘knows’ I am free to blog about it!
The first trimester was tough. On top of the typical exhaustion, I was taking Prometrium to supplement low progesterone levels. The prescription bottle was covered with warnings that it caused drowsiness, and rightfully so. I napped every chance I got, went to bed right after Mabel, and was generally sleepy all of the time. My morning sickness was pretty manageable- I think in part to vitamin B6 supplements that I started at the first sign of nausea around 7 weeks (although I’ve only found anecdotal evidence of its effectiveness).
Now that I’m 20 weeks, I’m feeling so much better. For instance, New Year’s Eve eve we went into Manhattan for some dim sum and to see the tree in Rockefeller Center. I pushed or carried the stroller all over the place, up and down the stairs, through the subway, just fine. Contrast that to a trip Mac and I took down there back in September to celebrate our anniversary when I was 7 weeks and so exhausted that we just sat outside a cafe and played Words with Friends before seeing Avenue Q.
So, hopefully now that I’m ‘out’ as a pregnant lady at work, and with my friends and family, I’ll share more of the process here as well.