I have officially been in my third trimester for a couple of weeks now, but I thought I should recap what I can remember of my second trimester before pregnancy brain completely takes over and I forget my first name.
Everyone talks about the magical 2nd trimester and how wonderful, blissful, and easy it is. So when I hit 14 weeks I hoped (and prayed) and expected to feel suddenly better. Well, duh, that didn't happen. I was still puking quite a bit until around week 17 or 18, then it slowly started to get better. However, my energy did come back full force pretty much instantly, which made a HUGE difference in my mood. This is when I felt like I could start doing things again. It really was wonderful.
The second trimester was a busy time. We bought a house, packed, and successfully moved into our first home. The home that we will take baby boy home to! (ahh!!!!) Soon I will upload some pictures once we finish getting everything ready. The nursery has a long way to go, but everything else is coming together quite nicely. I felt pretty helpless during the move, but we had a lot of help so it went by fast. Thanks everyone!!! So far, we LOVE it! It's so nice to have more space, a dish washer, a washer and dryer, air conditioning, a fridge with ice and water, and a garden. We pick raspberries every evening, and it's so fun to see everything grow. I can't wait for my tomatoes to come in so I can make salsa! We're slowly getting to know our neighbors, and we haven't been to our ward much, but I'm excited to get to know everyone there, too.
The second trimester was a success, and I am so, so excited that I am in my third and final trimester. Even though I am still terrified of giving birth and the recovery process, I can't wait to meet this little guy. Whatever his name will be.
