Pregnancy the Second Time – Mommy Blogger

10/18/2019

Nicole Betker is a mother, wife, rabid Toronto Blue Jays fan and a pop culture junkie. Always having an opinion or something to say, it’s time this journalism grad found a place to share her musings on the acts of “adulting”.

I thought it would be easier the second time. But fun fact… pregnancy still sucks.

Yes, I know it’s a miracle and after a long-period of trying to conceive, I’m so happy to have a healthy baby number 2 coming. But to those women who say you love it… you have to be lying!

It starts with the nausea, followed by the extreme exhaustion and the bloated, fat and uncomfortable feeling. Not only did I find my body changed much faster this time, but I could barely keep my eyes open. Life mixed with a full-time job and a four-year-old was much different this time. I quickly realized I couldn’t just lay on the couch and do nothing for hours until bed time like the first.

The glory days of the second trimester couldn’t come fast enough. I was ready for more energy, soft, thicker hair, and clear skin once again! I’m 25 weeks and still waiting… suffering through hip pain.

And let’s not forget the struggle of deciding on a name. Good luck thinking that it is easy, especially when prepping for the same gender. I thought I could just go back to the list of names from my first. But I’ve come to realize that if they weren’t good enough then, why now? I also feel more prepared for names after hearing a preschooler speak and joining activities. I don’t want a common name, and I want his friends to be able to say it when they are young.

The one thing I didn’t expect is the love, excitement, pride and helpfulness from my preschooler. Besides him asking to name the baby “Carson 2” or “KeKe”, he is happy, wanting to help and is very ready to be a big brother. He’s helped pick the nursery theme, sort clothes. shop for needed items and talks to the baby already. I’m truly thrilled with this.

For so long, it had been me and him. I hope he can keep the happiness, excitement and understanding as we bring our new family member home. He has felt part of this journey and he is.

So maybe it’s not all bad! Well, besides the hip pain!