Well, this is just a kind of glorified status update for all y'all who've been phoning my sister (LOL) to ask her how I'm doing! :D
Truthfully, this pregnancy has been mildly less difficult than the last. Last time, I threw up every single day until I was well into my 8th month. I suffered daily migraines from month 7-9, and had pretty intense rib/hip pains, too. This time around, by 7 1/2 weeks pregnant, I've only thrown up once, and had 3 migraines, and I'm running 2 miles twice a week and working on my core muscles to keep those rib pains to a minimum. The nausea is relentless, though, and my food preferences/cravings are utterly unpredictable, senseless, and difficult to get a handle on. I am struggling, honestly, right now, with balancing life with a toddler, a new home to settle into (you'd be amazed how long it takes to get the final boxes unpacked and stuff up on the walls!), getting food cooked, and appointments kept. I've missed 2 very important bills so far, and paid the price for them both.....and missed Violet's gymnastics for this semester......and *not* written many letters I should've written.....and obviously fallen behind on blogging......some days it feels like all I get done is a conversation (over the course of 4 hours, intermittently depending on connection and Ben's schedule) with my husband, and the dishwasher emptied. I'm lucky if I can stomach making Violet a PB&J for lunch, the closest thing to homemade food I can do at the moment. P.S. I haven't done my hair but twice since moving here September 19th.
On the other hand, my sister, Tess, has come up to visit, and has faithfully cooked and done dishes every meal for days, now, and lifted a huge burden off my shoulders. Not having to be in the kitchen is a really big blessing. She's also gotten some painting done, pictures up, and furniture rearranged. It's been great. However, my Violet has taken this opportunity to begin expressing her separation (from her Daddy) anxiety. She goes from intense playing to desperately wanting my attention, then back again to her very focused play (not involving me at all), and then demanding that I come "taste her milkshake" and "sit me and watch me" in the tub, and then dissolving into begging tears of, "Mommy, I neeeeeeed you!" at night when I put her to bed. I have spent upwards of 45 minutes just calming her into bed so that I can get up and leave without her clinging to my neck.
I'm frightened of what is appearing before me here.....before I even have the second child to care for! Two? Who can have TWO?! I wonder sometimes....
So, I feel half the burden is lifted, having such great help at home with daily tasks, but this new thing looming before me called, Mother of Two.....I just don't know. I'm not handling single mother of one very well right now.
I would love to hear what some of you mothers of two are thinking, reading my struggles. What are your methods of dealing with Household Stuff, and more than one child? Do your children cling to you? Do you play with them endlessly? Do you teach them to be alone? How do you get anything done? Please comment.