In other unsurprising news, I have hit the 37 weeks pregnant mark, and we realized that this time last pregnancy I had a baby in about 10 days! Since I wasn't in labor then, I really have no idea when he would've come otherwise. We better get busy! The clothes are ready, the cosleeper is not, the carseat is ready, I am not... I mean I am, but I could always do more. There is so much to do with Hunter in his final few days of being an only child! He has helped with some decorations for their room. I let him use real acrylics and canvas, and surprisingly, even the garage floor made it through unscathed.
No finishing touches yet, a work in progress. There's one for the baby too.
The artist and the first layer of Daddy's early Father's Day painting.
No running has happened in the last 3 weeks, but my SI joint is finally getting much better. I don't limp around anymore, except when my sciatic nerve shoots me a jolt. What is happening to me?! I feel like a sedentary blob some days, and this conversation happened recently as I was changing clothes:
Me: I look like a balloon.
Jeremy: You don't look like a balloon.
Hunter, in his toddler blunt honesty: You DO look like a balloon! But bigger. And round. And oval. And person-shaped.
My balloon has become a good resting spot for my hands while I'm on the trainer and not doing a lot of resting them on the handlebars. It could be more buoyant while swimming though. Otherwise I don't feel huge, until someone tells me I am, like the guy at Ironman TX while I was only 33 weeks. It was about 6:00 in the morning and this guy walked up and told me how tired I looked and that I was just like his wife, HUGE, when pregnant. Also there some family members (hi Mom!) who don't remember how big pregnant people are. And then there's always the big sister to tell you that your butt has gotten bigger too.
Jeremy: You don't look like a balloon.
Hunter, in his toddler blunt honesty: You DO look like a balloon! But bigger. And round. And oval. And person-shaped.
My balloon has become a good resting spot for my hands while I'm on the trainer and not doing a lot of resting them on the handlebars. It could be more buoyant while swimming though. Otherwise I don't feel huge, until someone tells me I am, like the guy at Ironman TX while I was only 33 weeks. It was about 6:00 in the morning and this guy walked up and told me how tired I looked and that I was just like his wife, HUGE, when pregnant. Also there some family members (hi Mom!) who don't remember how big pregnant people are. And then there's always the big sister to tell you that your butt has gotten bigger too.
I don't mind this temporary discomfort and strange body too much, even without being able to run. I know there's the end in sight and I don't want the baby to come before she's ready. It seems so many women are done with being pregnant before even 40 weeks, which leads to inductions and all sorts of interventions that I am doing everything I can to avoid. VBACs bring on a whole new set of issues and potential complications (most of them just built up in the minds of some people, I believe) that those without prior cesareans just don't have to worry about. Oh I do wish I could be ignorantly blissful about it all, and just go into this birth with no reason to believe it won't happen exactly like I hope. But after a c-section that you did nothing to encourage, you just know things can happen. She needs to come before 42 weeks, or I believe most medical professionals would intervene somehow. And now without running to encourage it, I'm not sure what I will do if it gets too close to that point.
Not that it helps labor come sooner, but I'm eating dates now. Six a day, which, as good as the first two are, do not go down so smoothly by the fifth and sixth. I found a good recipe for some no-bake bars with chocolate, and that helps. I might even use these sometime in the future for training purposes. Except all the fiber. There's that.
Lucky for me, my powertap battery went out recently, and therefore I don't see exactly how pitiful my wattage has been on the trainer. And I am not even considering how much my watts/kilo ratio has changed with the extra 15 pounds I've gained so far. That battery is not getting changed any time soon, so maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised when I get back to actual training post baby. Hopefully I'll also be pleasantly surprised by how much my balloon has deflated. The slower I get, the more room I have for improvement!
Lucky for me, my powertap battery went out recently, and therefore I don't see exactly how pitiful my wattage has been on the trainer. And I am not even considering how much my watts/kilo ratio has changed with the extra 15 pounds I've gained so far. That battery is not getting changed any time soon, so maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised when I get back to actual training post baby. Hopefully I'll also be pleasantly surprised by how much my balloon has deflated. The slower I get, the more room I have for improvement!
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