Under Duress

 This whole, two weeks in between posts in just an indication of things to come. So lets start off by setting the record straight, don't expect more than this out of me right now. Work has actually been pretty crazy which has contributed to my lack of blogger motivation. I did attend this interesting and very intense training last week and one of the slides cracked me up because it made me think of everyone in our office as well as every pregnant lady out there. Fitting for our current situation no doubt. After thinking in my head, at least we still have our humor, our trainer wisely informed us that dark humor doesn't count which includes sarcasm. At this point all I can think is, crap, I've lost it all.

On another note, since I haven't posted pictures in a while I decided you deserve a reprieve from my writing efforts. Your welcome. 

This is me at 27 weeks. On memorial day I will be 29 weeks along.
I will do my best to post an updated picture :-)

I have to take a little time to talk about my partner in crime. No, not the baby but my amazing husband. Since about mother's day, Will has really stepped forward and is taking charge of the house. I like it. For the past two weeks he has taken over the grocery shopping and cooking dinners. He has also taken over laundry and partial cleaning of the house. Hooray! I mentioned to him that it appears that he is really enjoying cooking. His response what that he just enjoys eating food he actually likes. Ouch. Apparently my food is too healthy for him sometimes and lacks the adventure he strives for. At this point, I'm not even offended as long as he is cooking.

Speaking of dinners, we have recently started eating at the table because my belly is interfering with being able to eat off the coffee table while watching TV. I know this isn't the most cultured way to eat but hey, it's easy and it's the only way I can get my favorite shows in before bedtime. I like eating at the table though so it's been a good change even though it's pregnancy induced. There are a few other recent changes that have happened in the past few weeks that are notable. One is that some of my maternity clothes no longer fit me. This sounds crazy I know but apparently not all maternity clothes are made equally. For instance, a few of my pants now give me what I refer to as pregnancy muffin top. Pretty much just as bad as regular muffin top, just bigger. My favorite though is that the shirt I bought at a consignment sale that I was so excited about has started to show me busting out at the seams. It made me laugh so of course I took a picture.


Since entering the third trimester (yes, THIRD) I have also noticed my back starting to hurt and my ankles swelling. I guess that just means we are in the home stretch! Notice, slightly swollen ankles in the picture. Last night both Will and I were amazed as how swollen my ankles were after a 13 hour day. It was so amazing, I wasn't even mad.

Yoga Baby

As I woke up this morning to the beautiful sound of beeping coming from my alarm clock....wait, that isn't a beautiful sound! I guess that is what yoga does to me, makes me think of ways to capitalize on positive thinking. 

I did get up this morning on time and received my daily allowance of morning kisses from Marvel. That is one of my dogs, not my husband for those of you wondering. It really is a great way to wake up in the morning because he is just so happy and that happiness rubs off on you even if you don't want it to. I have refocused my attention on maintaining healthy exercising during my pregnancy so I got up and proceeded to the babies room where my yoga mat is laid out. I used to do yoga in my office however Will has jacked the TV that I used to play my yoga DVD and I haven't put away all my crafting stuff so the babies room it is. I feel like it's fitting since I'm doing yoga for the baby anyway. 

I have moved away from the DVD because it doesn't really flow and they use a lot of props that I don't have which is just irritating. I am now just using an article that I found online and it takes me about 30 minutes. I know is supposed to be no judgement and all but I totally judge myself. First of all, I breathe really heavy. I always have, probably always will. I like to call it, fat people breathing. I also tend to make noises every now and then. I also tend to laugh at myself like a high school mean girl when I make those noises. I can't do some of the really stretchy moves so I just half-ass my way through. I still feel it so I assume it's working.

I am, for sure, more of a sweat until you can't breathe anymore kinda gal but if this makes labor easier I will keep doing it without hesitation. With all of this said, I actually so really like yoga and it always helps to clear my mind. A clear mind is the best way to start of the day. Especially if it's FRIDAY!!!!!

Does Chai Latte Count as Dairy?

I am supposed to get a certain amount of dairy every day. Usually I really like yogurt, cheese, and cottage cheese it's hard to get in a daily amount lately. In fact, yogurt and cottage cheese has landed in my lunch on a regular basis but by the end of the day lands in the trash because 1. I forgot to put it in the refrigerator and 2. I look at it throughout the day and just can't bring myself to eat it! I do love cheese but am down to eating it maybe once a day when I used to be able to eat it several times a day. I have taken this as a sign. I think it means I need to trick my body into consuming dairy just like you would kids with their vegetables. Enter, the chai latte. My argument - it's half milk. I think that legitimately counts.

In other news, I finally got to volunteer my cheery smile at the CASA Golf tournament. Since I have never been on a golf course it was a new experience for me. It was super fun (as all CASA events are) and I enjoyed getting to mingle with some new faces. I was even lucky enough to end the day without a sun burn and get home early enough to take a nice long nap and wake up in plenty of time to eat dinner, watch my favorite shows and go to bed on time without having issues falling asleep.

In baby news, I have taken to simply referring to the little one as baby. It's gender neutral and I'm a little afraid that Cooter might stick past birth as my brother lovingly pointed out to me. Sometimes I do deviate and refer to baby as my little ninja and perhaps some other slightly offensive names that I won't document. Little ninja usually follows a sharp kick in the bladder which, by the way, is incredibly uncomfortable especially when you are driving and are not sure if you really have to find a restroom or if baby is just testing your reactionary time. The other names are generally reserved for the five to twenty times I wake up a night to use the restroom. I generally only get one to two hours of sleep in a row before I have to get up run to the bathroom. Will just sleeps right through it all. I wish I was such a sound sleeper.

We are finishing up Financial Peace University which has been hard but good. I recommend it to everyone because it really has given us a solid plan. We will finish that class up and move right on to birthing classes. Since we settled on the Bradley classes we will have to go to 10 classes. We will come out amazing parents completely prepared for the life changing event of giving birth...or not. We will at least come out with more knowledge. With that overwhelming thought I just want to take the time to pre-thank our doula Julie who will be the expert to help us through the birth. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!