The Worst Kept Secret in the World

Here's the big news, brought to you by Zane.

 HOORAY!!!

That's right we are expecting baby number two, due at the end of February. I am almost 13 weeks pregnant now and had planned on making the big reveal on the blog sooner but turns out big brother shirts are hard to come by. That's why we ended up with a random, long sleeved, raccoon shirt, but it gets the point across.

For now I am still feeling pretty crummy as my first trimesters seem to be rather miserable. You might have noticed I had been slightly MIA from the blog world, partly due to being on nights and literally doing nothing note worthy, but mostly because I have felt pretty terrible for about two months now. I would say I am sicker this time around but am better medicated, with high doses of Zofran and Phenegran making it manageable. Also, I think last time, though I was pretty sick, I was able to lay around and do nothing on my days off. This time around there is a two year old raring to go no matter how sick I might feel.

So far we have had two ultrasounds, the first thanks to an unexpected ER trip the last time we were in Oklahoma and the second one at the normal first appointment time. Little Peanut looks good, with a beautiful heart beat, sounds and looks just like Zane's, though faster, so not completely reassuring to us. We are trying to stay positive, but we are notably more nervous about the baby being born and keeping his/her clean bill of health for more than a few hours.

Zane is pretty much clueless about the whole thing, though he can show you where the baby is if asked. He has played "babies" more with his stuffed animals, wrapping them in blankets and bringing them to me to cuddle. There is the small part of me that feels bad about the fact that his perfect little utopia of a world will explode soon, but I know in the end he will love his brother/sister as much as I love mine. So we are trying to soak up every second with our little man and try to prepare him for all the changes as best you can with a two year old.