First Trimester Scare

So only a few days after my seven weeks post I began spotting. I'd never experienced anything like that and I was terrified! Of course it didn't happen until 10:30 at night and wasn't enough to warrant a trip to the hospital. So I was at the doctor's office shortly after they opened the following morning. My doctor was out of town and I had to be worked in to see another doctor in the practice. After a physical exam and sonogram we were relieved to see a healthy baby with perfect heartbeat. There is no explanation as to why I was bleeding and the doctor informed me that it could continue for a week. So this is the end of that week and I'm still spotting. No other symptoms to speak of and hopefully it will stay that way. I'll see my doctor in either two or four weeks depending on my symptoms. For the first time in the short pregnancy I'm happy to feel like crap because that confirms that I'm still pregnant. Never thought I'd be happy to have nausea and vomiting. I must say that this experience has reinforced how much I want this pregnancy and how much I want to enjoy every moment I have left with Makenzie as an only child. I know that our lives are going to change dramatically over the next few months and especially when the child is born. I want so much to relish every moment with her and reinforce that she's not being replaced. I know she is going to be such a big helper, a great big sister, and I look forward to the bond between her and her sibling.
I am believing in God that this pregnancy is going to continue safely. If it doesn't, He will be with me through it.

First Trimester-Seven Weeks

This may be an announcement for some. Eric and I are expecting our second child! We are very excited. We have managed to not tell anyone and are going to try and keep it that way until Thanksgiving. I'll be almost twelve weeks at that point and it'll be safe to tell everyone. Plus we want to announce it with Makenzie wearing a "big sister" t-shirt. I can't wait for everyone's reactions. Especially my parents since we were just at their house and I managed to not tell them. I'm not very good at keeping secrets. I'm writing this as a memoir of how I'm feeling and how my pregnancy is progressing.

Oh, first trimester how I loath you! Although you are the messenger of great news that I am expecting a second child. I remember feeling slightly nauseous with a LOT of heartburn when I was pregnant with Makenzie. This time around I am feeling worse and worse everyday. Today, October 25th, I am seven weeks pregnant. Today I've thrown up twice and yesterday we had to pull over on the side of the highway for me to throw up on the way home from my parents house. I've been napping almost daily for the past month even before I found out I was pregnant. I have little to no motivation to do anything but lay on the couch. My temper is short and my patience is very low. It's much harder this time around having to take care of a child instead of just going to work. When I was pregnant with Makenzie I worked a high pace and high stress job so I didn't have much time to think about not feeling well. It seems that now all I do is think about how awful I feel. I'm working hard at eating healthier, slower, and more often as a way to curb my nausea and vomiting. I was only sick once with Makenzie and I've already been sick three times in two days this time around. My mother was sick through her first trimester with both of my brothers and was only sick with me once.

Proud to be a Coach's Wife

I am a Coach's Wife, I am married to a football coach. The best kind of coach, the kind that you want to coach your child, the kind that is there for all of the right reasons, the kind that would give his own life to save the life of one of his players. I cheer for not one child but every child. I don't have a son on the team or a daughter on the sidelines but in my heart they are all mine. I am a coach's wife. I give up my husband and my life for 5 months so that he can be a mentor to a child. We eat apart all but one night a week and on Thursday and Friday nights I come home to an empty house. We are a coaching family. I am proud of my husband and I am proud to be a Coach's Wife!

(This was copied from another Coach's Wife blog and adjusted to my life. It's amazing how we experience this "job" as a ministry. I'm proud to stand next to my husband and support him)

ALWAYS.SOMETIMES.NEVER

Thought I'd try to do something fun:

I always...
tell my husband "I love you" when we get off the phone
pray with my daughter when I put her to bed
watch TV as soon as I put my daughter to bed
love watching FRIENDS reruns
wish I spent more time exercising
lock the doors and keep the blinds closed

I sometimes...
enjoy cooking and shopping
miss my Mom so much that I HAVE to call her
worry about what I would do if something happened to my husband or daughter
wish I was an athlete
do something just to prove that I can

I never...
wish I could eat at home instead of out
do enough housework
do the laundry (thanks to my husband)
get tired of hearing and seeing my daughter laugh
expected to be where I am today