Second Trimester

The second trimester flew by. 

I did not jump back with my energy levels like I expected so I continued to take a lot of naps.  This might have been in part due to Jaime getting sick every other week and cutting a couple of molars.  At any rate, I felt pretty tired. 

The complications from the end of first trimester continued if I was being super active, running was out as it would then freak me out. So my exercise became chasing a toddler around and doing that new yorker thing of walking everywhere. 

I thought about doing the 'team green' thing again.  Dan was pretty against it.  I thought it might be helpful in preparing Jaime by being able to say brother or sister when talking about the baby.  So we decided to find out.

I just knew it was a girl this time.  I think my intuition was able to be more vocal because I let it.  With Jaime it was in the back of my mind but I wanted to be neutral and fair and not set up expectations (but honestly, I knew Jaime was a boy too). This time I was going to find out anyways so I let down my guard and I just knew it.  Dan also threw his money down on it being a girl.

All three of us went to the ultrasound.  And of course we were right, it is a girl!  A bouncy little girl that was already showing off that she was going to be an active one as well.  Everything looked healthy and on target. After our scare it was a relief to see the wiggly little baby doing its thing and looking all cute already.

At the ultrasound Jaime was pretty mesmerized for a while but when he was over it, he was over it.  He played peek a boo, ran the halls and tried to get into the cabinets.  The woman doing the ultrasound was great and took it in stride. 

We walked back across Central Park in the drizzle talking about raising a girl.

I felt movement early with the initial flutters and then soon enough the full on party time.  I forgot how sporadic the movement can be early on and would wonder if this little girl will be the calm one out of our bunch.  But as the trimester progressed so did her strength.  By my next ultrasound at 22 weeks she was packing quite the punch at 2 pounds and as active as can be.

During this time I started to freak out about our apartment and my job and child care and pretty much everything. 

I covered my dislike of maternity clothes in my previous pregnancy posts so I won't cover it again. But the feelings remained the same - maternity clothes suck. And don't tell me about how cute they are now and about the cute stuff at Target or the elusive H&M with a maternity section. Don't want to hear it. I think it was actually harder to get maternity clothes here versus Chicago as every Baby Gap I went to did not carry any and the Old Navy was always destroyed and for a neighborhood filled with kids there are no maternity boutiques.  A long trip on the subway to a store that I might or might not find anything after a week of commuting was not appealing.  So... I guess I did need to rant a little once again about maternity clothes.

I ran another race at the end of the second trimester.  I was feeling much better at this point but after not running for so long I wasn't really in running form. Baby and I achieved a PR on the one mile race.  

During the second trimester I ate a lot of potbelly's sandwiches, apples, salt n vinegar chips, chocoloate of any kind, tea and gelato. Lots of gelato. Also lots of yogurt.

Even though I was pretty tired, I kept up my pace and felt great. Both baby girl and I were happy, healthy and all that jazz.