It has been far too long since I last wrote, but to be honest sometimes life just takes over and finding any time at all to just sit down and have a moment to write or really do anything seems impossible – I feel terrible actually writing that as there is always time to do these things, if you make it, but I’m trying not to stress too much about it and to be honest, any extra time I might have I sometimes just want to spend aimlessly staring into space absorbed in my own thoughts (or sometimes no thoughts at all) its like a form of meditation isn’t it? and I’m pretty sure they say meditation is good for the soul and all that and actually particularly good for the pregnant soul, so really I have been spending my extra time wisely.
I’m now in my second trimester, also known as the ‘false sense of security stage’ apparently. Morning sickness has all but vanished, I’m no longer struggling to stay awake past 2pm and my bump has popped out so I’m feeling all in love and magical and mother earth like. It’s around now that I’m sure people start thinking (including me) that they want to have a whole brood of children. I’m loving it though and I’m fully invested in the false sense of security, aside from the fairly intense pelvic pain, I’m so excited to meet this little babe and start the crazy process all over again
I remember when I was pregnant with Rex, so many people would give me the ‘say goodbye to your sleep’ ‘life as you know it is over’ blah blah blah chat. Now I’m a pretty relaxed person and I take things in my stride so I don’t tend to really listen or take that kind of chat as a given. It’s the same with child birth ‘It’s the most painful thing in the world’ ‘god, good luck with the birth’ I have to say I do find it surprising that people go for the most negative outlook on something that is so incredible and not only that, but it’s not the nicest thing to say to someone who hasn’t had a child yet and is excited about it too, particularly coming from another mother – what a way to dampen the spirits!
So now I’m about to embark on baby number two – I’m encountering the ‘oh two is SO much more work’ ‘Good luck, it’s exhausting’ ‘two is so different to one’ and I’m blocking it out entirely – If you want to tell me something about having two children, tell me something positive, cause I personally am pumped about it and am therefore taking an only positive line, all other comments will be buried in the ‘ oh bugger off you miserable git’ compartment of my brain. I mean we’re bloody lucky to be able to have one, so two is a straight up magic.
With my first pregnancy I was working and working long hours, I struggled terribly with a bad back and feel like my enjoyment came from the fact that I was just so excited and overwhelmed to be having my first baby as opposed to actually embracing and enjoying the pregnancy and changes in my body. So this time, now that I have more flexibility I’m really trying to enjoy the time and the change in my body and the different stages. I really want to look after myself this time. So far I’ve found staying in vague shape a bit easier as I have a little time to work out while Rex is at nursery, by that I mean I see a Personal Trainer once a week and then try desperately to go to the gym one other time all the while telling my PT that I’m working out at least 3 times a week – But even just one time makes me feel so much better. Though the best work out is running around after Rex and lifting him all over the shop. It was also absolute bliss having a break away in Spain for 10 days, after having felt pretty ropey during our trip to Portugal in the First Trimester, this time I felt able to totally enjoy it and relish in the time with my little family, before we become a little bigger.
The one thing that I am finding almost impossible to keep under control of is my intake of sugar – I literally could eat an entire sweet shop dry on a daily basis, I have a pretty sweet tooth at the best of times (when I say pretty sweet tooth, I mean I have the Willy Wonka of sweet teeth) but this is OUT. OF. CONTROL – I can’t even write what I’ve consumed today as I won’t be able to sleep I’ll be so overrun with sugar coated guilt. Oh well, sod it – I can’t drink so I’ll damn well eat a tonne of sugar instead.
The weeks are flying by and at almost 26 weeks now I’m over half way there and sometimes I have a little panic that I want to spend as much time with Rex as is possible as I know that of course when Baby 2 comes along my time is going to be a bit less readily available so I’m doing everything I can to make this time as special as possible and taking an almost insane amount of photos while I’m at it.
Not only am I packing my days full spending time with my little boy, doing some work and some working out, running a house and having play dates, family dates and dates with friends, we have also decided we absolutely must start the first part of our house renovation…good timing hey? We bought this house as a renovation project but by the time we moved in I was about to give birth to Rex and so we DIY’d it to a liveable state and then we just got used to it and were busy being parents to a new baby. Now 20 months down the road we are suddenly realising that we need to do the renovation, and fast, but with baby number two due in 3 months we are in a bit of a mad rush to see how much we can get done before it’s too late – I do fully realise we should have started this earlier but that’s just how we roll, no wonder I’m craving so much sugar.
So though there aren’t many moments of the day that are free to just relax and stare into space as I said earlier – I feel positive about things to come and want to try and keep it that way. They say a multi tasking mummy is a happy mummy…don’t they?