I'd love to hear from mamas who are pregnant with #2, #3, and beyond about how you are coping with the kid(s) outside and the kid(s?!) inside.
I have a 20-month-old son who tires me out when I'm feeling 100%. The past few days nausea kicked in mid-morning, which is usually a very active, outdoorsy time for us. At one point yesterday I was lying on the couch with my eyes closed, reciting from memory the words to a picture book that Little P was holding! Maybe he's taking cues from me, or maybe he's coming down with a cold, but it seems like he's been a little less demanding lately--content staying home and looking at books, for example. For which I am thankful. On the other hand, he seems to be giving up his nap, although he will lie in arms for 30 minutes or so. I usually doze off and he plays with his fingers.
During my first pregnancy I loved thinking about the little bean in there, all snug and warm and growing. I still get those sweet feelings, but only when I'm alone and I have to savor them while I can. I don't think it's even hit me yet that Little P will have to go through such a transition to learn to share his parents with a new little one. It is a big messy pile of emotions, isn't it?