13 Weeks

Apart from soreness in my breasts and cramping, this week has been pretty uneventful. How is that for an opening sentence? It perfectly describes this blog. It might be too much information, but it's honest.

A lot of stuff has been happening on the home front, most of which isn't great. It's no surprise that the past few years have been a struggle in terms of trying to find happiness and stability. I've taken some time to go visit my parents, and I've come to truly realize that I have found neither happiness nor stability. At this point I'm going to refrain from giving any more information, because this has more to do with other people than it does myself.

But I did realize that my usual honesty about things going on in my life has been limited. I used to be so completely open when I wrote, and I always felt better. But then some people expressed discomfort with having that much information out there in the open, so I decided to stop. Stupid decision. I love writing, and I've been blogging since 2001. I feel like I allowed other people to limit how much I put out there, and it has affected me negatively.  So this is an ode to be more open. And to unlock a lot of entries on this blog that I had changed to private so no one can read them.

So I guess a lot has been happening to me on the mental front. But it's a good, cleansing process of trying to "find" myself again. I'm very, very hopeful.

Here is the 13 week bump:

It's huge already!

Here We Go Again

So...Hi!

Yes it's been a couple of YEARS since I've updated this blog. Mostly because I delved into a little something called post-partum depression, followed by an attempt to start a food blog, as well as juggling being a new mom trying to adjust to living in a country I don't call home.

But let's put all that aside. I'm back, at least for the next seven months, cause yes I'm pregnant again.

I've always been brutally honest about my pregnancies. It makes some people uncomfortable, but I also find that a lot of women find it refreshing. If you're gonna have a baby one day, you wanna know the truth, right??

This second pregnancy has been a breeze. When people told me my second pregnancy would be different than my first, I always dismissed it as bullshit. But so far, I've been proven oh-so-wrong.

I haven't had any morning sickness. I threw-up twice, once from drinking too much sugar-cane juice too fast, and the other from the stress of finding pictures of my house-keeper wearing my dresses and accessories while I was away in England on vacation.

I've been experiencing very little nausea, but that's mostly my body's way of telling me that I need to eat RIGHT NOW. I've gained little weight, except for my gi-dinosaur-normous boobs (from a 36 C to a 34 E). And I have been drinking a LOT of coke with ice. I never drink soda. Ever. And cravings? Mexican food. I'm not a fan of Mexican food (ironically, I lived in Texas for 6 years and all I want now is Tex-Mex).

The only other significant thing is I just don't feel pregnant. This is the polar opposite of my first pregnancy.

This time I don't plan on finding out the baby's gender. A lot of people have a problem with this, but I just don't have the energy to explain to them that I'm enjoying the anticipation of the surprise. It's funny how crazy people can get with their opinions about this particular issue.

Anyway, here's a 10-week pregnancy picture we took in London 2 weeks ago. I'll post a 12-week picture tomorrow after my ultrasound: