· What a relief it FINALLY was to be able to wake up and not immediately need to pop a ginger cut in my mouth or grab my stash of Fruit Loops beside my bed! (Although, I’m sure Matt missed the sound of me crunching away on Fruit Loops as he drifted off to sleep many, many, many nights.) I felt like a completely new person! My energy was back, naps weren’t AS important, and my appetite was in full swing! Once that 24 hour nausea let up, the cravings started to kick in. Luckily, I didn’t have any off the wall “pickle and ice cream” cravings. At first they were healthy cravings like salads, pineapples, strawberries, grapes. Then, there came the beloved ice-cream cravings…and it was not pretty. I devoured A LOT of ice cream. And by a lot, I mean sometimes I’d have at least 3 giant bowls a day...plus a Reese Sonic Blast after work. Looking back, the amount of ice cream that I ate was absolutely ridiculous!
It really didn’t help that I worked in an adult day center where lots and lots of sweets were kept. Plus, my boss’s boyfriend made sure that Giblet was well fed with cinnamon rolls, cookies, doughnuts, brownie sundaes, bon bon’s and cakes from the bakery out-front...and I can’t forget those AMAZING milkshakes Gina made! I didn’t miss the participants snack time…and I was always in the kitchen looking for leftovers. So, when I take this opportunity to brag about how I can fit into most of my pre-pregnancy clothes and that I am almost back to my pre-pregnancy weight, please, don’t judge me! I have more than earned these bragging rights. Now, just to get back to my “pre SarahCare Weight.” : )
· April 14th, 2011 was a very big day! The day we looked at Giblet’s “business.” Matt and I were SO excited to find out what Giblet was. We were driving to Chicago the very next day for our Annual Baseball Stadium trip and we knew for sure that it was either A.) going to be a happy trip (if it was a girl) or B.) going to be an extremely long trip searching for a boy’s name. We really wouldn’t have minded if it was a boy. Matt and I joked around that, “we just wouldn’t love him as much as if it were a girl.” Haha! In all seriousness though, we just wanted Giblet to be healthy and only have 10 fingers and 10 toes. (Matt actually counted them during the anatomy ultrasound.) Needless to say, it turned out to be an enjoyable trip!
· Every night after work (well not every night – but close enough) Matt and I would venture over to Macy’s and scan the baby section. Of course they always had the cutest little outfits so we never left the store empty handed. (Another reason we wanted a girl…cuter clothes.) You know you’ve been to a particular department one too many times when the sales associate recognizes you. Oops. : )
· Growing up, Grandparents were always an important aspect in my life. I have so many fond memories of doing special things with both sets of grandparents. It was important to Matt and I for Mady to have a similar relationship with her grandparents. Living 4.5 hours away would have made that a little difficult. But in June, plans changed. A position became available at the new Hospital in Cumberland, Md, and before we knew it, Matt was offered the job. Then, the fun began. Well, not quite. While Matt traveled back to Huntington one weekend, I stayed with my parents in Grantsville to began the house and apartment and eventually the “just give me anything to live in” search. Knowing that things would eventually work out in the end, it was still very stressful and irritating trying to find a place. I made call after call, searched the Internet and newspaper, and looked at several places…all of which sounded much better on paper. We seriously had less than a month to find a place to live. I was thankful when my dad took off work to drive me all over the place (and stop at 500 gas stations so I could pee) to see if there was anything, anywhere.
To make an extremely long story short, we really had no intentions of buying a house. The more and more I searched, the more that started to be our only option. (Yes, I may have been a little picky about where we lived and what we lived in.) I found a townhouse that looked perfect. I contacted the realtor and toured the house. I loved it! The following weekend Matt and I traveled back to Cumberland to look at it. After some debating and “putting our heads together,” we decided to put in an offer. Thankfully, the realtor understood our situation and our need to move in as quickly as possible, so she went to bat for us with the sellers. Our first offer was rejected. We went back for round two. The sellers accepted our offer AND understood our need to move in before we closed…which they were extremely nice enough to allow us to. Finally, the house hunt was over…
…and so was the 2nd trimester. : )
~Renee
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