Ok guys, I had an urge to write about my pregnancy/life with Alice Faye. I know I came back from the dead in blogging world, let's face it, I'm terrible at it. Life gets in the way and here we are. Leroy is 2 now and it went by a blink of an eye, now I got two kids and don't know where the time went. Looks like it's been about 3 years since I blogged, so about the time I got pregnant with Leroy...haha... Anywho, Alice was a semi easy pregnancy. I mean, 2nd trimester was easy... First I was nausea's and 3rd trimester I was sick with every cold you could think of.
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12 weeks |
I felt like I was showing at 12 weeks compared to Leroy at 20 weeks. Obviously looking back I was overthinking everything. Scott quit his job right when I found out I was expecting (August 2016). He wasn't happy and knew he needed to get out of that work space. So he quit and I told him I was pregnant (no pressure right?) It took about a month and a half for him to find a new better job he was happy at. I was so thankful at the time that he was home while I laid in bed nauseas unable to feed Leroy because I wanted to throw up everything I fed him (which I never did).
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16 Weeks |
16 weeks, a week before finding out what gender I'd be having, I knew it was a girl because Leroy never made me sick, just vigorously hungry 24/7. And guess what, I was right, it WAS a girl and I was super excited because then I'd have both genders.
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25.5 Weeks |
25 weeks literally felt like 35 weeks with Leroy. Wait, lemme show you a picture of that...
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35 Weeks with Leroy |
Okay, so I wasn't THAT pregnant yet but still... 25 weeks I was sick, ALL. THE. TIME. Head cold about every other week, I had a terrible cough that kept me up at night for a good two weeks, I still think it messed my lungs up to this day. Winter was not kind to me and I think the air quality and Salt Lake had a big impact on my health even if I didn't leave the house that much.
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33 Weeks |
I was pretty "over it" at 33 weeks. She was sitting front and center and dropped at about 33.5 weeks to make me even more over it. I usually wore loose shirts but when church came around, that's when I REALLY felt like I was a whale.
Can't find the very last picture I took before my water broke and I had Alice, but here is a picture of the day before going to the hospital. We ate delicious tacos and Leroy sat in a big boy chair. Woooooo. Ok I'm done with this post, if you enjoyed it LMK and I'll write more... Most likely my mom is the only one going to read this and enjoy it. Scott has to support me in these type of things so he'll "probably" read it. ;)