This pregnancy is flying by. I remember when I was pregnant the first time and it felt like I was pregnant for.ev.er. Last week, I hit the third trimester and thought, “How did that roll around so quickly?” I definitely feel way more pregnant than I was when I gave you the halfway there update, but I’m not waddling…yet.
Bump is getting big! And oh man, baby is moving around in there as well. While I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl, I do know that it seems to think sleep is for suckers. Honestly, every time I think to myself, “Oh, I think baby is actually asleep now,” I’m treated to a nice sharp kick to assure me it was just a cat nap.
I’m in all maternity clothes all the time now – I even packed away all my non-maternity clothes so I don’t have to dig through them to find something to wear. Still sticking with regular tights for working out, but I caved at about 26 weeks and bought a few maternity workout tops – SO glad I did! (PS: Thank you Old Navy for your super affordable maternity clothes! I don’t know what I’d do without them).
I have been loving my workouts. Like I shared in my last Run Report, I am just taking each run at a time and enjoying the wonderful ones when they happen. Recently, they’ve been mostly treadmill runs, partially because of the weather and partially because of timing, but even on the treadmill I have been feeling good. Lots of walk breaks, that’s for sure, but there’s no stress relief like running stress relief, right?
I’ve been trying to get to prenatal yoga every week, which has been awesome. I think part of why I love it is just being one of many pregnant women working out – it’s good to have that support system.
In terms of strength training, I’ve been doing weights at the gym about twice a week and also doing some workouts at home as well, which has been a great way to sneak in some extra exercise on the days I don’t have childcare.
Is it strange that the hardest workout for me has been my walking to and from clients? It’s when I feel most uncomfortable, most aware that baby is pressing more against my lungs, more aware of the extra weight on my legs.
I have been cooking so much! This year I decided to really commit to meal planning for the week and then shopping just for that week. It’s been working great and I’ve also been able to cook in bulk and freeze leftovers to save some time cooking as well. I’ve been on a bit of a soup kick most recently – split pea soup (thank you, Barefoot Contessa), the easiest potato and leek soup ever (courtesy of Julia Childs via Pop Sugar) and an amazing beef stew (from one of my favorite recipe sites, Eating Well).
I’ve also been planning snacks out and baking mini-muffins has become another regular ritual. I tried out Lindsay from The Lean Green Bean’s zucchini carrot apple muffins recipe, which I tweaked a little to add raisins and chia seeds and make them mini, as well as banana walnut chocolate chip mini muffins.
Craving all eggs all the time has not changed, either! 😉
My sleep has not changed since my 20 week update – I get tired early, then get a second wind and go to bed late. I have been trying to nap more on the weekends, though.
The Everything Else
I am getting excited! It’s just sort of hit me that very soon there will be a new little one in our lives! This past weekend I went through ALL of the old baby clothes I had stored as Roman outgrew them (and by “stored” I mean in boxes piled up in various parts of our bedroom. It was actually a good time to do it – for the first year of having Roman, I was so weepy and sentimental and hormonal about every little thing he outgrew that I just kept everything. Now, I was able to go through it ruthlessly and get rid of stuff I wasn’t crazy about, or anything that was stained (even if I loved it). The next step is rearranging our bedroom to make room for Roman’s toddler bed, so we can get another crib in here. (It’s going to be tight quarters in Brooklyn for us for a while, that’s for sure!). This rearrangement requires me to do the same sort of cull of my ridiculously large collection of books, which is going to be WAY harder than the clothes purge. Getting rid of books is excruciating for me.
I’ve also been spending more time on Pinterest, pinning more to my pregnancy board, my baby board and my parenting board. Sometimes I forget what a relatively new concept Pinterest is – it’s such a genius idea! Pin now, read later, all in one place.
I’m definitely feeling more winded and need to focus on my breathing now I’m in the home stretch. I’m carrying this baby high, so there’s definitely more pressure on my lungs and diaphragm. Yoga has helped with that, a lot.
Having a nearly-three year old while pregnant is not for the faint of heart. Roman is pushing every one of my buttons recently and seems intent on proving that there’s no such thing as “terrible twos”, which you find out once this horrendous third year begins. I remember when I was pregnant with Roman visiting a friend whose daughter was three at the time. My friend was at her wits end one day and said to us, “Wait until three. It’s awful. Enjoy every second until three, so you can remember that you love them.” I thought she was joking. Now I’m not so sure. 😉
I’m planning on training clients up until the day I go into labor and in terms of blogging, I need to sit down and plan out a schedule for some guest posts for when I have baby, so I can have maximum snuggle time with the little one. This also means I need to start contacting all my bloggy friends to see if they will contribute! (Watch out for an email from me, friends!). Fun fact: my computer autocorrects “bloggy” to “bloody”.
So that’s the pregnancy so far – I’m sure I’ll do one more update when I’m so far along I need to roll myself over to the computer. That should be a fun post! “So pregnant. So cranky. So huge. The end!” 😉
Do you get attached to books and find it hard to get rid of them? Or is it something else that’s hard to part with for you?
Who has some great, healthy recipes pinned? Leave your Pinterest profile in the comments so I can follow you and get more meal ideas!
Can some mamas just chime in and tell me that the terrible threes end a couple of months after the third birthday? Please?? (even if you lie, at least then I can cling to false hope).