So, in early July (maybe it was late June), Larry and Alex found out that they were expecting their first child together. They had been trying since he arrived back in March, although they didn’t have as much time as they had wanted in trying. Every pregnancy is different: it took nearly a year and a half for Alex and HH to conceive their late daughter, but only one time to conceive their current kiddo. According to Alex’s due date, she and Larry conceived after only two months, which isn’t bad. Alex started having symptoms in late June, but brushed them off as stress and grieving. Larry and I knew better. I now know what people mean when they say they can tell someone is pregnant just by looking at them.
Alex was having trouble controlling her moods and they would change swift and erratically. We could see her fighting against herself to not lash out at us. She sure as hell lashed out at HH though. I kinda, but not really, feel sorry for him. Then came the morning that Larry went to touch one of her breasts and she pulled back and winced, telling him that it was hurting her. OMG, then the crazy food cravings! Who crumbles up a vanilla cupcake and mixes it into their spaghetti? By the way, Alex HATES spaghetti, but I saw her hork it down like it was her last meal. Her chips, queso and salsa cravings are through the roof and now she wants to eat what we like to call Manicotti-tacos. Please don’t ask me to elaborate on that one, as it makes me want to run to the toilet.
Larry brought her home a pregnancy test and it was no surprise when it came back positive. Everyone was happy! Well, HH didn’t know and she is still trying to find a way to tell him. She has kind of dropped ‘hints’ but I’m not completely sure that he gets it.
So, (damn that was a lot of backstory) now we get to my thoughts. I’m very happy for them. I’m also jealous, but I know that Alex and I will have a child of our own one day. I am trying to set my jealousy aside, but some days it is kind of hard. I find myself more protective of Alex than ever before. Larry and I both make sure that she takes her supplements and gets plenty of fluids as well as food. We try our hardest to give in to her cravings, as weird as they are. I think I am telling her to slow down, take it easy and rest more than Larry is. I find myself constantly worrying about her and the baby’s health and well-being. I get angrier than usual when HH upsets her.
I am incredibly excited to go with her and Larry to get a new maternity wardrobe as well as shopping for the new baby. I can’t wait to feel the baby’s kicks and watch Alex’s belly grow. I can’t wait for her hormone levels to balance out and her to stop eating weird shit. I can’t wait to find out if they are having a boy or a girl and I most definitely can’t wait to meet my new niece or nephew! Hell, I can’t wait to be the one to knock her up and have a child of MY own!
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