You may have already heard through instagram, but Sam and I are thrilled to announce we are having a baby boy! We couldn’t be more excited! It’s taken a little while for it to fully sink in…..I mean, I’ve been in girl mode for almost 3 years now! And while I obviously knew a boy was a possibility, I was more shocked than I thought I’d be when I saw….”it”….on the screen! We’ve had a boy name picked out for a while now, so I love that I can already call him by his name…Cru Larson. Middle name is still TBD. I’ve been doing a little a lot of online hunting to familiarize myself with the boy side of things. I’ve come to realize it’s definitely more of a challenge, and comes a lot less naturally to me. I’m sure I’ll find my way soon enough! Until then, suggestions are welcome!
I’m 20 weeks now and his kicks keep getting stronger. They started out as little flutters, but have grown so strong to where I can see him moving from the outside. It’s my favorite part of pregnancy, and I can’t say there is much I love about being pregnant other than feeling him move and knowing what I will be gaining at the end of this journey. Some women feel great and love the process, but I am not one of those women. I meticulously count down the days until the finale. This second pregnancy has been better in some ways, and harder in others. The nausea is less frequent and less intense (with Rylee I had to stay on medication my entire pregnancy to curb the sickness that never went away). But my body is more tired and achy, and most of the time, I just feel like an 80% version of myself. BUT, I’m half way there. And the thought of snuggling with him and kissing his cheeks make every discomfort worth it. Still, Sept. 12th can’t come soon enough.
