Well here I am in my third trimester. On one hand this has been a very slow pregnancy (I thought it was supposed to go by fast once you have kids!) but on the other hand, I'm thinking "Aaack!! I am going to be the mom of a baby in 3 months!"
Well folks, I think my body jumped the gun. Exactly 1 week ago is when I suddenly seemed to enter third trimester. Up til then I was feeling pretty good, did not feel like I was carrying around a belly, etc. and then all that changed. I went from running my fastest pregnancy pace last week to not being able to run at all !! Like my uterus just dropped forward or something and now I am definitely carrying SOMETHING and it is very awkward... plus, I stopped most of my weight training because it was using my abs too much and I have been informed this will make my diastasis worse and worse (basically my abs have been parted and if I ever want them to go back again, I better not use them at all while they're in this positon).
Besides, exercise in general just suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks and I am not feeling so capable. I have been doing 1-hour cardio sessions at about 150 bpm, 4 times a week... and now that kind of workout would be a freaking marathon for me. So I have been doing some dumb baby workouts like 40 min cardio at 130 bpm.... It's a whole different mind game not to push myself and "feel it" during a workout. Like taking a walk... well I MISS MY WORKOUTS! That is my thing, *My* thing that is huge for me and my sanity and now instead of enjoying my exercise it feels like I'm just there to pass the time and say I was active that day. (Oh but on the plus side, I go home feeling rejuvenated instead of exhausted!)
Anyhow I am measuring right on track although I swear my belly is much larger now than it was last pregnancy. I am sure I am more tired, more sore, and more cranky than my last "magical" pregnancy, but my life was a breeze back then and now I have an at-home business, two wild children, housework, and homeschooling!! So yeah I am feeling it now. This is real life. (But I can't help wonder... would that be different if I were eating 100% low-fat raw vegan? instead of 50%?)
My chidren are excited to have another sibling. My 6 year old son is just thrilled to think of being at the birth and getting to "watch the baby come out" and my 3 year old daughter says the funniest stuff, like "When the baby comes out, can I hold it?" (a daily question around here), "I'm going to have a baby in my tummy when I grow up!" and today's new question during shopping was, "Mom, is this to get the baby out?... then what is going to get the baby out of your tummy?" (and no the answer is NOT "the doctor." The answer is my muscles that were made to do that!)
We've had some fun playing with baby. This baby responds really well to the push-kick game, and a couple times a foot has poked out enough to idenfity it, push it back and play with it.
On the more practical side, I have been feeling a sense of responsibility and need to gather baby stuff... because I saved NOTHING except for my Ergo carrier. I don't remember what I need, and I think clothes might matter more this time having a baby in winter! Time to go shopping.
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