Constant Beginnings

Gavin is 8 weeks old! Time has flown by, though many moments have crept past at a snail's pace. This little guy has the biggest smiles. Each and every one melt my heart. He offers them just when we need them most. For example, after a night filled with tossing and turning, he'll throw one at us. Suddenly that smile makes everything lovely again and gives me the energy I didn't think I'd have. We still haven't figured out if the zantac is truly helpful. He seems to have less issues with gas, and being uncomfortable, but he continues to spit up quite a lot. I guess the guessing game will continue for awhile. I hate to say this, but Gavin is high maintenance. I thought we had already done our time with one high maintenance child, but apparently we survived her, so God decided to throw another our way. He loves to be held. We are trying everything and anything we can to buy ourselves some moments of not needing to hold him, but the crying is ear piercing. Our poor g...

I am thrilled to share that we are officially beyond the 8 week mark. We are still keeping our news under wraps for fear that history will repeat itself. I am tired, bloated and experiencing some food aversions, but I think the nausea is becoming less frequent and less severe. My food tolerances come and go. I started out craving salads, then began to jive with previous pregnancies and crave sugar/candy, and now I am onto soups and sandwiches. I cannot eat chicken, fish or really much meat at all. The thought alone repulses me. I have only gained a pound or two, but my shorts are fitting and feeling much tighter already. I am really trying to keep my weight gain in check this pregnancy, which will mean working out and eating well. I had been working out 5 days per week prior to becoming pregnant, but then we traveled for 2 weeks and the nausea and exhaustion set in. I have run 2 times since. I have to get back on it as I feel so good when I do it. I bought a heart rate monitor even t...