Nothing is Ever the Same

As I near the date of the birth of Miss Turtle, February 19th to be exact. I find myself trying to think back to this point of my pregnancy with Roo.

At the time I was pregnant with Roo we were moving into a new house, dealing with this and that and making sure we had everything ready for her arrival. I also remember the swelling I had with her. Oh, it was soooo bad. So bad that I would stop halfway through my days to lay down and put my feet in the air for a few hours.

And oh, was it disgusting.

My calves, ankles and feet were like soft, squishy doughy rolls.

It. was. embarrassing.

My poor feet were so swollen that sometimes all I could sandwich my feet into were my husband's size 13 Crocs.

With Miss Turtle I've had none of that swelling... just a little chunk in my fingers but I think that's just because of my love of chocolate, not swelling.

You can't help but compare the pregnancies.

With Turtle I had the whole appendix bursting and the infections from surgery scars. I've gained only half of what I did with Roo, but I have more back pains, more odd pains in my belly for no good reasons and less energy.

With Roo I could go go go go go go go all day long... and I did!

With Turtle, I can barely make it out of my pj's before noon!

Thankfully I have a toddler that doesn't mind spending time in her pj's while we watch Dinosaur Train or play puzzles on the floor.

But just because they feel so different sometimes doesn't mean they are still pregnancies and come with the fun of having a baby bounce on your bladder all day long or crazy food cravings (no pickles though).

And just because they are so alike and yet so different doesn't mean they are anything but special and I feel blessed to be able to do what I'm doing.

Raising beautiful girls to tease the boys of the world.