Houston, TX, USA

Pregnancy Update: Our Journey To The Third Trimester

I would be lying if I told you this pregnancy has been a walk in the park, and for some reason when I say that people ask me how old I am and tell me it should be a walk in the park. Well, age ain't nothing but a number honey!

When I was pregnant with Mila I had such a confidence and a glow to me, and I was always so happy. One because of how long it took to actually get pregnant and two because I felt like a goddess all the time. I had morning sickness but it came every morning at the same time and after I was done that was it, no nausea the rest of the day. This time though, my whole first trimester felt like I was on a small boat on choppy waters. I lost 15 pounds from not being able to keep anything down and was dehydrated countless amounts of time. I seriously counted down the days until I would make it into the second trimester because I had some small hope my body would finally come to terms with the fact that we were carrying another baby.

When my body & I made a deal that it would chill with the throwing up once we entered the second trimester, it said sike and threw me another curve ball. When we went into our anatomy sonogram we were so focused and excited to find out our baby's gender that I don't think we were truly prepared for the news that we got. 

The doctor comes in and tells us that I have placenta previa, a condition in which the placenta partially or wholly blocks the neck of the uterus, thus interfering with the normal delivery of a baby. She told us that if it didn't move into the correct place by the 28th week, they would put me on complete bed rest but for now, I am supposed to take things easy and not do anything that would cause contractions or put a strain on my body. 

I feel like Edgar in that viral video la caída de Edgar, and my body is his cousin Fernando. 

Due to the nature of Mila's delivery I had already come to terms with the fact that this baby would also be a C-Section so that part of Placenta Previa wasn't the complete shocker, I think when the doctor said if I start to bleed I could hemorrhage and die is kinda what scared Jeff and sent him into a whole plant buying frenzy. It's his way of dealing with stress but it so happens that I'm also learning a thing or two about plants myself. I was scared at first but figured that God probably just has a funny way of telling me that this would be the last baby Jeff & I would have. 

As I enter the third trimester my nausea keeps reappearing and all of a sudden I've had the urge to puke whenever I smell meat. I'm currently just focused on carrying our baby full term and delivering a happy and healthy baby. 

For now, I'm going to eat my feelings (I have the worst sweet tooth with this one!), be the best mom to Mila bear & do my best to get our place ready for another little one!

How different was baby #1 from baby #2? I feel like I'm a new mom all over again!