Okay, so this story has to be told. Just has to be. If only so you can laugh at my husband and I, and our slipping ability to survive with a newborn in the house. Why? Because no matter how many kids you have, shit gets real when you bring a new one home from the hospital.

My husband was very considerate when we came home from the hospital and decided that he would sleep on the pull out couch in the living room until baby boy and I got adjusted to being at home… This worked great, until we reached day five. What happened on day five, you ask? Oh, a lot.

On day five, we still weren’t sleeping more than an hour and a half at a time (if that) and I was at my wit’s end. Baby boy wanted to breastfeed around the clock, and suddenly I felt the extreme urge to use the bathroom, and I’m not talking about peeing.

What no one tells you about having a c-section is that it will be FOREVER before you poop again, and that when you do, you will be absolutely terrified to do so…

I decided that I would finish feeding the baby and try to get down to business. Then the thought hit me that if the baby woke back up and started crying, no one would be there. So what did I do? I walked to the living room and put the baby in the swing.

No sooner did I plop my behind on the toilet seat than I heard the dreaded sound, the baby was awake, despite my best efforts to get him to sleep. But I had to poop. So, I grabbed the bathroom sink and tub, one with each hand, and prepared for the worst. As I sat there, I heard the baby calm down a little and thought “Great, the hubs is awake.” so I stayed quiet and continued my business. Suddenly, I heard a shriek from the baby and continued crying…

The hubs began walking the house with baby boy in what appeared to be an effort to calm him down (that was NOT working). After a minute or so (that the hubs insists was HOURS) I hear the hubs desperately asking the baby and the dogs “Where’s mommy? Where’s your mommy? Can you find mommy?” and I burst into laughter… I deliberately spent another few minutes in the bathroom (ya know, so the hubs could appreciate what I have to go through) before finishing up and giving the poor hubs some relief.

What can be learned from this? Self-preservation is important, and sometimes, Mommy has to poop!

P.S. If you’re looking for a recommendation on a swing, we highly recommend the Fisher Price Snugapuppy!

So, I never posted when I made it to the second trimester, but thankfully I did. I am now halfway through this pregnancy and know that I am having my third little boy.

Halfway through pregnancy…

Now that I am halfway through my pregnancy, I have started making all of my checklists for everything that we need… Everyone assumes that we will have a baby shower, but since it is my third boy (even though his brothers will be nearly 9 and 11 years older than him), no one actually wants to throw a shower for me. I did make baby registries with Target and Amazon though, just in case.

On top of my baby checklist, we are also preparing to move in a few very short weeks, and I am learning all about what it’s like to pack a house up whilst being 5 months pregnant. The only request that I had made was to not move while I was 6 months pregnant… Boy did we cut that one short!

We’re almost ready for back to school over here, and I am anxiously awaiting that, although I’m terrified of what I will do with my time once the boys are back in school and I am staying at home. Oh yeah, that’s right… I’m at home because it is nearly impossible to find a job while pregnant. Expect more blog updates after September 6th, as I will surely be going out of my mind!

I do have plans to really get to work on the online store soon. By soon, I mean to slowly start building stock in the next few days. I will be adding more baby clothes (starting with ones that I think are really cute that I want to make for Baby Babb) and I will also be adding more etched glass as well.

Well, I’ve got to get running… These kiddos are keeping me busy, and I haven’t packed anything today (Shhhhh… Don’t tell my husband!). I’ll be back to update one day soon!

So, yes, the shock of this pregnancy has finally passed and now I’ve gone full into the crappy feelings of the first trimester. Let’s see, how wonderful has it been? I’ve had the awful headaches, the all day nausea (it was a MAN that named it morning sickness, because that shit lasts ALL. DAY. LONG!), the puking, all of it. Yep, it’s like a hangover that won’t go away…

And on top of feeling crappy, I keep being told that I can’t eat anything that I want to eat. No sushi, no deli meats, nothing worth having… And the coffee that I can still have the cups of? I can only drink half a cup before I start puking. 🙁

When I do find something that I can eat, I can’t eat it because I am too nauseated. And I get nauseated because I can’t eat. Viscous damn circle.

Is the first trimester over yet? I am soooooo ready to get to the second one. I want the honeymoon phase!

The one good thing… All of my friends are busy dieting and getting ready for bikini season. Me, IDGAF. I’m getting fat and I don’t care.

Yep. This is a wonderful first trimester. Can anybody out there sympathize?

Everyone always talks about unplanned pregnancies in teenagers, or even unmarried adults, but what about happily married, fairly financially stable adults? What about when you’ve been doing everything the right way to prevent pregnancy and it still happens? That’s right, we were working to prevent pregnancy, but Baby Babb has announced that he or she is coming whether we are ready or not. That’s right, I’m pregnant!

This is a timeline of how my past few weeks have gone…

• 4/19/16- Man my boobs hurt.
• 4/20/16- Ugh, cramps suck. Guess my period is coming early this month (it was due to arrive 4/24)
• 4/21/16- Great. Everything smells awful and is making me nauseated.
• 4/22/16- At least I’m not cramping anymore.
• 4/23/16- When will this nausea end? Do I have a stomach bug?
• 4/24/16- Oh no, where’s my period?
• 4/24/16 (later that day)- I bet if I buy a pregnancy test, I’ll at least have some peace of mind.
• 4/24/16 (even later)- Shit. Why are there two pink lines? There can’t be two pink lines. No. No. NOOOOO. Not happening.
• 4/25/16 1:30 a.m.- Oh shit, I’m pregnant.
• 4/25/16 3:30 a.m. (after hours upon hours of freaking out)- Wake the hubs up in tears and tell him.
• 4/26/16- Can’t sleep. Still.
• 4/26/16- Can’t stand the taste of coffee. Good one Baby Babb, I can’t sleep or drink coffee. What the hell? Do you hate me already?
• 4/27/16- Called the doctor to make an appointment. Didn’t cry today.
• 4/28/16- Cried because the smell of crayons makes me sick and I work in an elementary school, so crayons are unavoidable.
• 4/29/16- Can’t stand the smell of anything sweet. It makes me puke.
• 4/30/16- Cried because now I can’t get a Dodge Charger and I need something with third row seating.

Who knows what today will bring, but for now I am happily looking at baby things online and planning… Oh, and getting a headstart on a baby registry (don’t ask, I just have to keep busy).