After Christmas, Adrian and I moved in together with Lennon. We live in a small two-bedroom apartment not far from where I'm currently working, which is great since we share my car at the moment. They drop me off and pick me up from work, it works for us for now.
In February, the day before Adrian's 28th birthday, we found out we were expecting again. I had been feeling nauseous and exhausted and had sore boobs from the end of January/beginning of February but chalked them up to finally getting my period after the D&C. Two pregnancy tests later confirmed that I was in fact pregnant. I was shocked, as was Adrian, but we were happy and accepted this welcome change in our lives.
I'm due in October, either the 17th or the 21st (Lennon's birthday) depending on which doctor at my OB office you talk to. That makes me 16 weeks 5 days or 16 weeks 1 day right now. I'm still nauseous, still exhausted (what happened to the energy you're supposed to get in the second trimester, huh?!) and in 16 days we will find out if we're having a boy or a girl.
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