1st Trimester

The first trimester for baby #3 has come and gone.  It was not too bad at all, but it was my worst one yet.  Hence why I thought he might be a she.  I was exhausted and felt constantly hungover.  I was tired but did not sleep very well.  I did not crave ice cream but instead plain chips. I wanted nothing to do with coffee and could drink water all day long.  Charlie, Jackson and Nash have appreciated the pizza deliveries and extra TV time I am sure.  They are rock stars, already giving their mama pats on the belly, foot rubs and sleeping better at night.  When one of them does get up Charlie gets them every single time.  He is coming up strong for dad of the year.  These past few weeks we have been back on track.  At 18 weeks, I already have quite the belly bump.  It came on strong after Thanksgiving weekend and is steadily keeping up with the Holidays.  When I told Jackson and Nash that the baby was a boy J replied ' I already know that.  Maybe his name is cooky.'  And Nash laughed and said 'yeah cookie.'  They are going to be great big brothers and all the best of friends.  I love it.

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