Not that I actually went away. I am just adjusting to the pregnancy. All my other pregnancies have been quite different. I usually throw up tons, and am fairly sick. This time, I was really nauseous for about a week, including "morning"sickness. I am still somewhat nauseous (and all that comes with that) in the mornings, but mostly I am just always exhausted. My new bed time is 7:30pm... many nights Elliott ends up putting the kiddos to bed on his own. I don't know what the difference is... but I hope this exhaustion wanes soon.
Really the reason I am writing now is to tell you about the awesome new show I am hooked on. It is not for the faint of heart, in fact, Elliott won't watch it with me.
It seems that everything I get pregnant I become obsessed with baby shows on TV... When I was pregnant with Andrew, I used to rush home from work for my lunch hour, and watch A Baby Story on TLC. The other two pregnancies saw me with less time to watch, but still the occasional lazy afternoon of baby shows.
This time around I have to watch the Discovery Health Channels show Babies: Special Delivery. These are all high risk deliveries. I don't know why I love this show so much. Maybe it is because all the babies triumph over their harrowing circumstances and survive. Maybe I just love blood and guts, who knows! Anyway, check your listings... it is a great show!
It is amazing how different each child's personality is. Do the rest of you moms notice this in utero like I did? Andrew was completely mellow in the womb. I had to constantly sit down and count his kicks in an hour, because he barely ever moved. Ethan was somewhat more active, and Emma was down right out of control. Those personality quirks have transferred over into life as kids.
Andrew is still my mellow boy. He would much rather read a book than run a race. He has found a new love though... bike riding. He is becoming quite good!
Ethan is slightly more adventurous than Andrew. For instance, yesterday he was jumping off the swings as hard as he could.
Emma is our little daredevil. She realized that if she pushes the stool we keep in the bathroom over to her crib, she can hoist herself up over the side in a kind of jump/leap. She showed me this new move today, and almost broke her ankle in the process. I hope we don't end up in the ER with her too many times.
I really just wonder what the new baby will be like. It is too early to feel him/her moving, of course, but I am kind of hoping for another Andrew...