That Smell

Today I spent the morning making a diaper cake for a friend expecting twins. As I rolled all 100 diapers, the smell of these tiny things started to get to me. In a good way. It brought back memories of that newborn smell.
This pregnancy has been very different from the previous, in many ways. When I was pregnant before, it consumed my every thought. This time not so much. Up until last week whenever I thought about being pregnant, it was negative. I am grateful for this change. I want to be excited. I like feeling giddy. I can't wait for Camden to be a big brother! Yes, I am still very nervous for obvious reasons, but the excitement outweighs my fears.

I felt this baby move for the first time at 16 weeks. Then shortly after, I was getting nervous because that feeling stopped. It wasn't until this past week when I noticed movement again and now it never stops.

This time around I looked pregnant much sooner. I felt sick a little longer, but not as severe. I feel exhausted early on during the day. I crave sweetarts and salt. The thought of ground beef makes me nauseous. I am hungry enough to eat a cow everyday at 4 o'clock. I only change poopy diapers when Dan isn't home, they put me over the edge.

We are half way there, 20 weeks already! We find out what we're having in two days. I'm hopeful we'll have an easier time agreeing on a name, but I won't hold my breath.

Wish me luck!