Getting My Ass Kicked

I’m completely sapped of energy.

I’m nauseous.

I’m dizzy.

I can’t breathe.

I’m having heart palpitations.

My brain is totally on the fritz.

After two years of slogging through Jack’s cancer treatment and enduring an exhaustion that I had thought could never be matched, let alone surpassed, I’m being brought to my knees by a fetus.

Yup, I’m pregnant. And thus far, it’s a pretty brutal pregnancy. The mere act of sweeping up leftover pine needles from our Christmas tree nearly caused me to pass out recently.


I don’t know why it’s different this time around. Perhaps it’s due to my age – it’s been over eight years since I was this pregnant with Jack. Maybe it’s genetics – David is cantankerous and maybe his baby is, too! It could be that I have a lot on my plate already, and caring for Jack while trying to cope with pregnancy symptoms is dealing me an extra walloping. Maybe it’s all of those things combined.

In any case, I didn’t expect pregnancy to be so rough on me. I miscalculated. I wasn’t sick at all while pregnant with Jack – just hungry all the time and a little extra sleepy. My sister’s pregnancies with my niece and nephew were pretty easier on her, as well, so I figured I’d be the same. Alas, no.

When does my life ever go as planned?

Along the same vein – we had planned on waiting to tell Jack until I reached the second trimester but that plan went out the window when he broke out in tears one morning because he felt alone and ignored. I apologize profusely and told him that I was working on building a baby and it’s taking a lot out of me. His whole demeanor changed immediately. He found it a little strange to think of me as pregnant, but he also seemed to understand (probably from going through this with his step-mom) that this baby business is hard work. Since then he’s been rubbing my belly daily and telling me that we’re going to need a lot of stuff “if this baby thing works out.” He has also warned me that sometimes babies are annoying – they smack their lips while eating, for instance.

Jack is amazing. I couldn’t ask for a better sibling for this baby.

David, too, is amazing. He is doing EVERYTHING while I am tucked away in our bed. I have felt horribly guilty the whole time and he’s just like, pshaw, go back to bed and let me take care of my baby mama.

So, if the copious pregnancy symptoms are any indication and this baby thing does, indeed, work out, our new addition is expected August 29th.

Fingers crossed that the whole feeling like death thing doesn’t go on for the next seven months. In the mean time, I’ll be sucking down ginger ale, chewing on ginger candy, and stuffing my face with saltines. Maybe I’ll get to keep my girlish figure longer!

12 thoughts on “Getting My Ass Kicked”

  1. Hey Congrats!

    I hope as the next trimester begins, the ickiness goes away…

    Remind yourself when you feel exhausted that you are busy making eyelashes….
    Yay baby!

  2. I’m so sorry you’re not feeling well, but I’m so happy for the reason!! You were right, you were next! 🙂 Is Jack excited about being a brother? I think the 2nd time around is SO different – it was for me at least, probably for more reasons than just one. I’m sure you’ll be feeling better in a few weeks and enjoying that honeymoon of pregnancy before your coworkers ask if you are starting to waddle (like mine did this morning….) 😉 Do you think you’ll find out if it’s a boy or a girl? Did you find out with Jack?

    1. Jack is excited. He rubs my belly several times a day (which actually drives me crazy, but I let him do it anyway). We definitely want to find out if it’s a boy or girl. David and I are very undecided on names and I think we’re going to need all the time we can get to settle on something. With Jack, I found out but his dad didn’t want to know so I kept it secret. It was pretty fun to torture people with that knowledge, I admit.

  3. Crystal, this is great news! I felt like I was going to DIE the first 3-4 months, then it got easy. Also, your age??? You are not even 30! You will be fine, I’m sure of it. I do hope you feel better soon!

  4. I smiled and laughed the whole way through this post. Why? Because I know the awful pregnancy stuff. I was quite alright until week 5, then I was D-O-N-E until about 16 or 17weeks. And, the best part was, Hun did this: “pshaw, go back to bed and let me take care of my baby mama” too! 😀 Although I felt so terrible about it at the time, I am so incredibly grateful for him 😀

    Congratulations on your pregnancy and here’s to hoping things go Super Well after a short while 😀

  5. Long time reader, but don’t think I’ve ever commented but this was so exciting just had to say CONGRATS!!! And pineapple helped my nausea. I also felt so very horrible when pregnant, a friend recommended the pineapple, and it was a lifesaver. Hope it helps!

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