First pregnancy v. Second pregnancy

I'm such a sucker. During my entire pregnancy with Nora, two years ago, I thought people were crazy. Pregnancy was easy! Bring on the brood of six kids if this was all it took! I didn't have morning sickness, back pain, swelling or (super) excessive weight gain. All of the other pregnant women out there are just lazy whiners. 

Fast forward two years and I'm in a prenatal yoga class. At the beginning of class, the instructor has us introduce ourselves and asks us to mention any problems we're having with our pregnancies. Each woman breezily reports "everything's great, I feel great, I love being pregnant." And then it's my turn. Hmmm. Where do I start? Back pain, heart burn, bulging, painful and oh-so-attractive varicose veins that run from my feet to well, you don't want to know where, and lastly, the bone-numbing fatigue that was supposed to go away at 12 weeks but didn't. I realize I am very lucky to have a big, active baby boy in there, and I am counting my blessings, especially when Nora says, "baby!" and lifts up my shirt to share her sippy cup or pacifier with this little unborn brother of hers, but I am really looking forward to February 10th.

Differences between pregnancy #1 and pregnancy #2

#1: I felt cute. Maybe I read too much Celebrity Baby Blog, but I felt right up there with Kerri Russell and Jennifer Garner.

#2: Now I feel like a whale. People make comments like, "Whoa, that baby's coming any day now, huh?" when in fact, he is due in three months. Also, my husband swears I'm pregnant with twins.

Ok, that's it for now. I'll post more later when I'm not so tired!