Combining people not covering their mouths at work and Denver’s huge temperature swings the last few months, it was only a matter of time beforehand I got sick. As unfortunate as it is to be sick wile pregnant, there’s literally only so much sanitizing one can do.
Holy crap, I cannot believe I’m entering into the THIRD trimester. Although I’ve been pregnant for awhile now, it hasn’t felt more real than it does now. I finally have a tiny belly, I feel movement more often (especially when I eat spicy foods), I feel more energized than ever, and I’m scared shitless as we countdown for the next few months.
I’m sure you’ve all heard by my instagram that we’re PREGO with our rainbow baby! It seems like everyone’s is posting the same type of news right now huh? Clearly all of us were all bored during the summer months while we were soaking up the a/c LOL. Truth be told, the hubs and I were not trying whatsoever (and please don’t tell me that annoying line of ..it happens when you’re not trying). I was so sick of trying for a baby after the miscarriage, frustrated with work, AND about to move across the country. A baby in that time frame was close to the last thing on my mind, right next to getting my wax. Little did I know that the altitude sickness we thought I had upon moving here turned out to be morning sickness.