Preggers in PDX

Hey there. It’s been a while.

I’ve been writing this post for about a month now. If I don’t hit publish sometime soon, I suspect I’ll go crazy. So it might be a little disjointed.

So, I’m pregnant with my third! 20 weeks along. Or 21. They keep changing dates on me. The other day I asked Zain what was in my belly and he said “A PENIS!”. It turns out he was CORRECT. I’m going to be the mother of THREE sons. Crazy talk. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers keeps looping in my head, at the rate we’re going THAT IS GOING TO BE MY LIFE. I’ll be the sole female in a houseful of redheaded males, teaching them about goin’ courtin’ and getting them to clean up rull nice for supper and the like.

You know how it goes. Life.

I’ve only recently started to feel like a normal person again.  Pregnancy hormones hit me like a fucking freight train this time around. No Joke. Taking pictures of myself/writing about the way I felt made me want to vomit. Just getting up in the morning (not to mention getting dressed) made me want to vomit. And of course, morning sickness made me want to vomit.

In a desperate move to make myself feel better, I went and got a haircut and ended up with the stylist drastically thinning out my hair within an inch of it’s life, and although I keep repeating “It’s only hair, hair grows back” to myself, every time I look in the mirror I die a little inside. I have a reoccurring fantasy of strangling that broad, it’s one of the few things that comforts me. Lately I’ve been thinking of chopping it all off. More on that later.

When I first found out that I was pregnant, I was surprised. I wasn’t really keeping track of my cycle. One day when I was home with the kids I just had a feeling something was off. Andy had been emailing me all day, as he always did, and I just didn’t want to email him back. I felt…weird. Detached. Gloomy. Andy’s earlier emails went a little like this: “Hey, hope your day is going well…check out this link, okay? It’s pretty funny, etc.” and then after not hearing from me for several hours: “Are you okay? Email me or call me and let me know.” Sounds a bit dramatic, but like I said, we talk so often that we usually get a little anxious if the other person drops off the map for two seconds. I ended up calling him and telling him, “Sorry I haven’t been responding to your emails. I feel… weird.”

“What do you mean? Do you think you’re getting sick?”

“No, I mean. I feel kind of sad. Not really sad, but just…I don’t know. Moody.”

“Oh!” Andy said happily, the bastard. “You know what that could be, don’t you?”

“What?”

Andy laughed. “You’re probably pregnant.”

I pushed that idea aside. “Nah, I doubt it.”

“Have you gotten your period yet?”

“No. But it’s not supposed to come for a while.”

“It was supposed to start a week ago.”

“How would YOU know?”

“Google Calendar.”

*blink* “Oh.”

I waited until he got home that night to take a pregnancy test. The plus sign popped up immediately. When I brought it out for him to view, he couldn’t stop smiling, and neither could I.

For the next week or so, I had no nausea. I got smug. And then I got SCHOOLED.

Anyway, whoa. I’m halfway there.

Livin’ on a prayer.

Dress: Target. Everything else: same old stuff.

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11 responses to “Preggers in PDX

  1. You look so PRETTYYYYY!!! That being said, if you cut your hair off, I’ll kill you. It’s already growing! I’m so happy for the family!

    • Jen

      Thanks sweetie!
      I’ve been dreaming of a pixie cut. It might happen. I’d rock it, I think.

      • Hot garbage, that’s what *I* was thinking about today. That or a thick and lovely version of it but OFF MY NECK.

        Also WHERE THE HELL AM I?! This is…a blog? You blog now? This is *strangely* familiar…

  2. I’m so happy for you! I hope we get to see more of you as your belly continues to grow. Its not my turn but I’m making not of all the stylish pregnant women around me so I’ll be ready. I love your hair but this is probably the best time to cut it since it will grow back quickly.

  3. congrats, jen! three boys seems so overwhelming to me, but that’s probably because i don’t have kids.

    if you’re going to cut your hair, now would be the time to do it since hair grows faster when you’re pregnant. or is that just an old wives tale?

    • Jen

      Thanks Kenda!It’s overwhelming for me as well. 🙂 But good too.
      It definitely does grow faster (taking prenatals might have something to do with it? I think?), at least for me!

  4. Meg

    morning sickness is the pits. Also it’s the worst. And it’s terrible. That said, you look amazing. You will rock this pregnancy and the next 18 years! I can’t wait to see you newest bundle of goo.

  5. Elle

    CONGRATULATIONS! that’s amazing! you look so pretty and put-together! i’m so excited for you 🙂

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