home stretch
30 weeks pregnant. where have the weeks gone?
there's something big about reaching the 30-week mark (and i'm not just talking about my belly!). it sounds so close, doesn't it? of course, i realize that there are still 10 weeks to go (give or take a few), but it just sounds right around the corner.
i am feeling well, still tired by mid-morning and i look forward to afternoon naptime with great anticipation. most days i am napping, and i'm ok with this. i have learned that i need to take advantage while i can (i may not have the luxury when i'm pregnant with baby #3 and have 2 kiddos running around-- yes, i am already speaking of another pregnancy-- call me crazy, why don't ya).
i am officially 85 years old. i have joined the ranks of those who wear compression stockings. this from a girl who can't remember the last time i wore pantyhose. surprisingly, they are somewhat comfortable and i feel like i am doing my veins a huge favor, so i wear them every day. i figure it's only more pregnancy weight gain and more babies in the future, so i had better take care of my legs before there's a problem. i guess it's the PA in me, all that preventative medicine.
as far as exercise goes, i am still doing it. i always say i am going to write a book about exercise during pregnancy, but maybe i'll wait til my pregger days are long over, you know, to give me more credibility. i am convinced that exercise makes a huge difference! i am still running once or twice a week (let me clarify, these "runs" are slow and usually not longer than 20 minutes-- maybe i would call it jogging. wince.), but mostly walking. i still attempt jillian michaels about once a week or so-- extrememly modified jillian and this is usually when i am desperate (i.e. it's too cold outside for a walk, or it's raining, or we have somewhere to be and can't get in some outside exercise). overall, though, i am "officially" exercising less than when i was pregnant with my first. however, i am also running after a toddler (a very busy toddler), so i think it all evens out.
no other crazy symptoms to speak of. i just realized this week that i get the teeniest bit of heartburn with pizza. so sad. i love pizza. maybe i should just eat pizza that doesn't have sausage and peppers and onions on top?
my favorite aspect of pregnancy is no doubt feeling those sweet kicks and tumbles of this little one inside of me. he seems less active than my first, but he definitely has his moments where i think he's going to jump right out!
i am excited about an upcoming ultrasound at my next appointment-- apparently, my belly is measuring a tad larger than it should, so the doctor wanted to take a look. maybe he's just a big boy and is going to be closer to his mama's birthweight (i was 9lbs 2oz!). again, wince.
i am excited to meet this little guy! everytime i see a teeny baby, i get excited all over again thinking about holding my sweet one, cuddling with him, nursing him, and experiencing that incredible joy all over again!
there's something big about reaching the 30-week mark (and i'm not just talking about my belly!). it sounds so close, doesn't it? of course, i realize that there are still 10 weeks to go (give or take a few), but it just sounds right around the corner.i am feeling well, still tired by mid-morning and i look forward to afternoon naptime with great anticipation. most days i am napping, and i'm ok with this. i have learned that i need to take advantage while i can (i may not have the luxury when i'm pregnant with baby #3 and have 2 kiddos running around-- yes, i am already speaking of another pregnancy-- call me crazy, why don't ya).
i am officially 85 years old. i have joined the ranks of those who wear compression stockings. this from a girl who can't remember the last time i wore pantyhose. surprisingly, they are somewhat comfortable and i feel like i am doing my veins a huge favor, so i wear them every day. i figure it's only more pregnancy weight gain and more babies in the future, so i had better take care of my legs before there's a problem. i guess it's the PA in me, all that preventative medicine.
as far as exercise goes, i am still doing it. i always say i am going to write a book about exercise during pregnancy, but maybe i'll wait til my pregger days are long over, you know, to give me more credibility. i am convinced that exercise makes a huge difference! i am still running once or twice a week (let me clarify, these "runs" are slow and usually not longer than 20 minutes-- maybe i would call it jogging. wince.), but mostly walking. i still attempt jillian michaels about once a week or so-- extrememly modified jillian and this is usually when i am desperate (i.e. it's too cold outside for a walk, or it's raining, or we have somewhere to be and can't get in some outside exercise). overall, though, i am "officially" exercising less than when i was pregnant with my first. however, i am also running after a toddler (a very busy toddler), so i think it all evens out.
no other crazy symptoms to speak of. i just realized this week that i get the teeniest bit of heartburn with pizza. so sad. i love pizza. maybe i should just eat pizza that doesn't have sausage and peppers and onions on top?
my favorite aspect of pregnancy is no doubt feeling those sweet kicks and tumbles of this little one inside of me. he seems less active than my first, but he definitely has his moments where i think he's going to jump right out!
i am excited about an upcoming ultrasound at my next appointment-- apparently, my belly is measuring a tad larger than it should, so the doctor wanted to take a look. maybe he's just a big boy and is going to be closer to his mama's birthweight (i was 9lbs 2oz!). again, wince.
i am excited to meet this little guy! everytime i see a teeny baby, i get excited all over again thinking about holding my sweet one, cuddling with him, nursing him, and experiencing that incredible joy all over again!
So so fun!!! So excited to meet this little boy. I have had lots more heartburn this time around...did you have it last time?? Any fun cravings or aversions??
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