I start my second trimester this week, and I can't believe it. This pregnancy is speeding by, but that's okay with me, because I am eager to get rid of things like the constant nausea and exhaustion that I've been dealing with for the entire first trimester. I was nauseous with Gabbie too, but it was nowhere near this bad. Also, with her, I at least had cravings and if I ate something I felt better. With this one, nothing sounds good and if I eat more than a few bites I start to feel worse. It should come as no surprise, then, that I just posted my first weight gain of this pregnancy, and am finally about 1 pound up from my lowest weight (and still about a pound less than when I first got pregnant). It would be surprising, though, if you saw me in person, because, well, look:
I'm huge already! There's no denying that there's something going on in there at this point! I don't think I was this big until about halfway through my pregnancy with Gabbie (for comparison's sake, here I am at 23 weeks with Gabbie). It's getting a little ridiculous.
Oh, well. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts, because this is likely the last time I'll be pregnant. As long as I can start to enjoy food and be better company soon, I'll be all set.