It happened to me like our partner Dolores: the blog has encouraged me to enlarge the family. Like Lola, I am 11 weeks pregnant with my second child.
To tell you the truth, each pregnancy is lived differently, I have endured the nausea heroically by taking ginger infusions and chewing raw rice granites (my mother's advice), the discomforts are beginning to go away with the first trimester.
And there is something particularly surprising to me: the dimensions of my new belly, thankfully we already saw the baby in the echo because we were thinking that at least two were coming. My abdomen has grown at the speed of light, and with eight weeks I could not wear normal clothes, but neither maternity clothes with which the tracksuits have been great auxiliaries. My midwife says to this phenomenon of "exaggerated" growth that in the second pregnancy the uterus is more dilated. My son, like the whole family, has received the news with pleasure. He likes to caress me in the belly and talk to him through the microphone (my belly button). We have involved him a lot because of fraternal jealousy. He and his brother or sister will be almost five years apart.
Next week I will have the second ultrasound, we are already looking forward to seeing him ... and knowing what it will be. Like all parents who already have a son, we want a girl to do the couple; If he is a boy, he will also be welcome, but I will have to get the idea of calling her "Ulysses" out of my head.
