Ok, I am between 7 and 8 weeks now. Definitely starting to feel symptoms. Nausea, revulsion to certain foods, exhaustion. If I can get beans into my system, it helps the nausea. Lots of small meals helps. Minty gum if it gets bad. I worry about getting enough nutrients but at this point I eat what I can. It's better than nothing. I'm not eating enough, but yeah, somehow I am still gaining weight. The first trimester; that magical time when you can't keep anything down but still manage to get fat! Well, either that or I'm extremely bloated. I've given up on jeans already in favor of sweatpants. I feel like people are staring at me, wondering if I'm trashy or ill, but I'm probably just being ridiculous. Who cares, anyway. I've found that I care a lot less the second time around. Besides, I'm too tired to care about much. I use up all the energy I have taking care of myself and Kaylee. I haven't cleaned my house in days, have not exercised in weeks, and yesterday we spent the entire afternoon watching Nick Jr. Low point was stepping on a kiwi. That was very squishy. Who knew there'd be a kiwi hiding in all the toys on the floor?
Kaylee has pretty much weaned herself. My milk started disappearing almost immediately after I got pregnant. She still nurses when she wakes up from a nap and in the morning. I don't know how much milk she is getting but lately she has been eating me out of house and home. So I can only assume she was getting a whole lot of milk before this. I feel bad that she had to wean kind of abruptly but she's almost 3 so I think she's fine. I make sure we do a lot of cuddling, reading, etc. to make up for the lack of the bonding time nursing gave us and it's going pretty good. More grieving on my side than hers, that's for sure. I miss being able to pop her on and get some quiet time.
Another thing Kaylee has decided she ready to do is potty-train. We actually started letting her experiment with the potty at 14 months. She peed on it a few times and we were pretty excited. She liked to do it as a trick. Slowly she began doing it more and she even started pooping on it. Everything progressing as it was supposed to but then she turned 2 and decided no more. She let me know that she preferred going in her diaper because it was easier. She was pretty adamant about not sitting on the potty and would literally tell me in a rebellious voice that she was about to pee in her undies. So we gave it a break and went back to diapers. Then she started preschool and they make a big deal about potty-training there. New environment, seeing that her friends were doing it, and she caught on. For a while she only went potty at school but today we ran out of diapers and I put her in undies. This has happened a few other times and it ended pretty badly. But this time, she did fine. No accidents, and she told me when she had to go. We even went to the store. It figures that she already had the ability but just wanted to do it on her time. She's my daughter, after all!
I'm still feeling pretty depressed and anxious, which I think has been worsened by some in law drama. I'm feeling a little better today. Here's hoping I feel even better tomorrow. It sure sucks when you feel bad physically AND emotionally!