I took the day off of work yesterday and got a lot accomplished! I had a checkup at the OB, went to the jeweler to get wedding band sized then drove to my parents’ house to spend the day with my grandmother (visiting from Florida). I also got to spend time with Lily, who crawls around the house so fast and eats like a 16-year-old boy. I’m obsessed with her.
In other news, I am happy to report that on Tuesday morning, I had a fantastic, effortless 7 mile run with Abby (minus the biker to told is to move our “fat asses” out of the bike lane). It was everything I needed to restore my sanity. The week before included only 2 runs, both under 3 miles and both came with awful cramping and feelings of doubt.
As I’ve said (complained about) before, things are not going the way I wanted them to go. I have a minimal amount of energy, 95% of each day. Exercising feels like a joke and definitely feels forced. I accepted it because there is no other choice. Would I have loved to be happily trotting along and lifting weights for another 12 weeks? Absolutely. For now, Shit happens, I will feel triumph after the good days and accept that most days won’t feel like that.
I am in the middle of my 26th week (wowsa) and just had my 24 week checkup yesterday. We got a bit behind somehow. In terms of weight, I’m staying strong at about 1 lbs per week (total gain so far is 24 lbs). My belly is measuring right on track for 26 weeks! The OB where I go is actually a group of doctors. I saw one doctor up until 20 weeks and from here to the end, I see the rest of the group (so I can meet all of the doctors because who knows which one will actually be on call the day I go into labor).
The doctor I met yesterday was very helpful.
- I was panicking so he calmly explained to me that the sharp pain I am feeling (that are preventing me from bending over) is most likely the separation of the abdominal muscles. Not happy.
- He laughed but didn’t judge me when I expressed my concern for having an extremely large, 10+ lb baby that would destroy everything in her path on the way out.
- He told me to ignore anyone that comments about my weight and that everyone is different and I look wonderful and the baby is strong. He could basically double as my therapist. It makes me wish I saw him right from the start.
Other random baby things:
- After the 20 week scan, I was told I wasn’t going to be able to feel her much because I have an anterior placenta (it’s in the front of my belly instead of the back or bottom). The exact opposite has happened. I feel her all of the time. She uses my insides as a trampoline and my rib cage as a speed bag. You can see the kicks/punches/headbutts from the outside. It’s really weird.
- I hate the word placenta. I will not be using it again.
- As of Week 24, my belly button formally known as an innie started making its way out.
- As of Week 25, I rush to get home before Fizz so I can wear his sweatpants and be horizontal.
As for the weekend, I plan on running and going to Refine Method and celebrating Clare’s 1st Birthday! Clare is my best friend Amy’s daughter and she is a freaking doll.
SO MANY BABIES!
What are your weekend plans? Any racing? I miss racing. Let’s chat about it.