At nearly 18 weeks of pregnancy, I am finally beginning to feel human again. Since I got the positive pregnancy test, I've been feeling nauseous and exhausted 24/7. I certainly didn't feel this sick on the last pregnancy, so I'm wondering if it's a boy this time. Actually, I'm going to stake my colours to the mast and say I think it is a boy. I had no gender inklings one way or another last time, but this time, I definitely think it's a boy. I won't care one way or the other as long as the baby is healthy, but it will be interesting to see if I'm right or if my hormones are just on overdrive!
My level of consciousness and involvement with the pregnancy is quite different this time around. Last time, I knew exactly how many weeks pregnant I was at any given time, this time, errmm, I know roughly (once I was past the vital 12 week stage). I'm able to concentrate far less on this pregnancy because my wonderful Little Miss keeps me fully occupied day and night. I still religiously take my vitamins etc and attend my medical appointments, but there is just less brain space to daydream (and worry!).
Little Miss is just fantastic and growing apace. She isn't walking yet, but she loves to climb stairs and read books and swim. She is the light of our lives and I can't believe that we are going to be lucky enough to have a brother or sister for her.