So let’s be honest. It’s been a while since I last shared a post.
Baby number two came in may. She was a beautiful healthy little newborn. Now a beautiful and healthy little 11 month old.
My 4, almost 5 year old is growing like a weed and changing and becoming more and more of a mini adult every single day. Honestly, a 13 year old in the body of a 4 year old.
And me? Well I’ve been working. I got a job to help ends meet after I gave birth, and have since gotten a new job and the hours are killing me.
Also…. there’s something we’ve gotta talk about.
When I started my new job, I was feeling super tired for weeks. No other symptoms except the EXTREME fatigue. I attributed that to working more hours than usual and having to stay up late because our youngest is a night owl.
But then about a week ago. I woke up with this nauseous feelings and lower body pain. I put it off as nothing. But that whole day, nausea, chills, fever, and everything I usually would eat regularly tasted off. In the back of my head a little voice would pop in regularly to say “you’re pregnant. You have to be”.
The next day I felt the same if not worse and I knew it was time I made a run for the drug store. We went to the store, I picked up a test. Went home, went straight to the restroom. And took one that afternoon. And the next one the following evening. Within a few minutes. Boom. Two pink, string, lines appeared…..
And that’s how I found out well soon be a a family of 5!! Baby #3 will be making his/her arrival this year!
I’m so excited! We all are. We haven’t broken the news to our girls or our families yet, but my husband and I are over the moon!
I’m super excited to meet our newest addition. Maybe not so excited for the morning(all day) sickness and the aches and pains but definitely for having a new little human to join us!