15 weeks pregnant!

I’d like to apologize to all my blog readers for leaving some very important news unnoticed!

Well, it’s better late than never, right?! So let me officially announce that I am 15 weeks pregnant with my second child.

I didn’t want to announce it before my first doctors appointment (Jan 22). And then I got very sick and didn’t wanna be even close to the computer. And so busy with Ivan and my studies…blablabla. Anyways, I am very sorry!

I found out I was pregnant on November 28th, 2012. People keep asking me if it was planned, because, you know, my son is only 15 month old, and apparently it’s kind of crazy to be willing to get pregnant again at this time!!! So let me tell you the truth: it WAS planned. Probably my body is not completely recovered yet, but I’m so ready to do it for Ivan and for my future child. Being an only child to my parents, I always wanted to have several children myself. And I wanted them to be very close at age.
So here we go… I was surely excited when I found out I was pregnant. Any nervous? Yes! Even though I knew what to expect, two kids is not the same thing as one.

My first trimester was the same as being pregnant with Ivan:
- feeling tired
- sensitive to smells
- very sentimental
- having those pregnant dreams (very colorful, very detailed, and super crazy)
- growing an early pregnancy belly. Oh I hate this stage so much! It’s when you don’t look pregnant yet, but you look like and feel bloated. (I remember, when I just got pregnant with Ivan and still didn’t know about it, I had that belly. And I was stubbornly doing crunches every day to get rid of it, but it wouldn’t go away. I was so devastated. Poor me, I didn’t know it was one of the first signs of pregnancy:))
- craving certain foods. In my first pregnancy I was craving “poutine”, baked potatoes, pizza and all other bad things. But this time these were salads and fruits I was craving.

There were some negative moments in my first trimester as well. First I got sick with gastro. I suppose I got it from my son because most of the kids and staff in his daycare got it as well.

And then one beautiful morning I wake up and watch my husband still sleeping (he had been coughing and sneezing for the past couple of days). And then he sneezes in his sleep right in my face!!! Well, my pregnant and still breast-feeding weak body couldn’t even try to fight all those  microbes and I got sick the very same day. By 8pm I had a fever of 39,3, terrible sore throat and abdominal pains. As it was Friday evening, I didn’t have a choice but to go to the emergency room. I spent there the rest of Friday and half of Saturday. They ran million tests on me and didn’t find anything that could cause my abdominal pains. So the doctors’ verdict was: the flu. I was prescribed flu medication and sent home. Two weeks later, I am still recovering.

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The BEST news is that Ivan is almost weaned. I was was very scared to even start weaning him. He was such a boobie fan! But I guess, he started realizing it was time to let it go. I was breast-feeding him 4-5 times in 24 hours: after his daycare, before bedtime (6PM), 10-11PM, 3AM, 5AM. So we started with skipping one night feeding, then another one, then the after daycare feeding, and finally the early morning feeding. So now it’s only bedtime feeding that is left. And it took us maybe a week and a half and very reasonable amount of tears!!!!

Yours,

Irina:)