Okay, so I got weighed at the OB last Friday...172. That's up 42 lbs, and believe me I'm starting to feel it. I'm still trying to be active (going to the gym at least 3 times a week) but my workouts are definitely becoming somewhat half-hearted. At boot camp class yesterday, I was trying to do some ab stuff but let's face it -- the belly is getting in the way! And forget about lunges with weights! I already have an extra 42 lbs I'm "lunging" up thank you very much!
I still don't understand how women are only supposed to gain 35 lbs max. I mean I *really* don't get it. Maybe I should just stop looking at the scale. Especially since this time last pregnancy I started getting a lot of swelling and my blood pressure started going up. However, I'm determined to stay active as long as possible so maybe that will help a lot.
While at the hospital for my OB appointment, I popped in to visit a friend who had just given birth to twins a couple of days prior. I got to hold her beautiful baby girl who was only about 4.5 lbs. I started to get baby pangs thinking, "Aw, I want one of these..." and then I realized, holy sh*t, I'll have one of these in a couple of months!!!! Seriously, I think I'm in denial about this pregnancy most of the time. There have been many, many instances when I feel a kick or I see my belly move and I literally think for a moment, What the heck is that...??? Oh yeah, there's a BABY in there...
Today is my wedding anniversary. My husband and I have been married for 13 years. I certainly never thought we'd be having a baby after 13 years. Our original "plan" was to have two (maybe three) kids in our late 20s...guess you "never know what you're gonna get..."
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