Misery loves company...or just blogging about it.

I have to just say that I am pretty miserable.  I am not complaining because I am not grateful to be having this baby, because I AM!  I am just baffled at how different 2 pregnancies can be!!!  Seriously!! Being pregnant with Brian was the best I have ever felt in my life!!  This time, not so much...

With Brian, I had sooo much energy.
With Baby Powell, I am lucky if I wash my hair once a week.

Speaking of hair...
With Brian, my hair was so shiny and my skin was so pretty! 
With Baby Powell, I need an extreme makeover on a daily basis.

With Brian, by 15 weeks I had no more sickness whatsoever.
With Baby Powell, I was sicker than a dog this morning.  And as I type this.

With Brian, I walked everyday in the heat of the summer and felt great.
With Baby Powell, my gym membership has remained untouched for the past 6 weeks or so and I get short of breath walking to the kitchen to get something sweet.

With Brian, I slept great!
With Baby Powell, I toss and turn all night and my tailbone and lower back feel like they have been stabbed.  Repeatedly.

With Brian I had mildly sensitive gums.
With Baby Powell, I can't even smile without my gums bleeding it seems.


I could go on and on, but I won't.  Because I truly am blessed to be pregnant.  I honestly wasn't sure that I would be able to have another baby after Brian because of my health issues.  So the fact that I am healthy and having a baby is such a blessing.  I just am amazed at the human body and how it can turn on you in an instant! :)

Everyone who has a guess on the gender of Baby Powell says girl.  Every single one.  Wes wants a girl, Brian says "sister", etc..  I am not saying a word.  Because I was wrong with my "gut" feeling with Brian so I would just say "boy" for Baby Powell because it is the opposite of what the general consensus seems to be.  I just want a happy, healthy baby that gets here safely.

I'm not gonna lie- I am a little nervous that I am only 15 weeks into this and already feel miserable.  Not to mention that last night while watching "New Girl" Wes pointed out what my life would be like if i were the only woman in a house of 3 boys.  I have to say, folks, it wasn't pretty.