I obviously can't get my act together. Once a week and I can't do it...down to twice a week. I guess I'm lazy?
Do you know what I love? Having this guy with me all the time. I think I will miss his little kicks and punches most afterwards. It's really great to be in a meeting and having this little guy kicking me the whole time. I agree with you kid, BORING! If nothing else, it's quite the distraction. I'm sure this is GREAT for my productivity at work. I was telling Chris how I was watching my belly move during a meeting the other day, and he was like, "You sat and watched your belly during a meeting?" Yea, I'm sure I looked realy interested in what was going on....this baby is taking all of my attention!
Another great thing about pregnancy? My skin...well, mostly anyways. The skin on my face is so soft, like awesomely soft, and I barely have any breakouts. It just looks...good and I'm not even doing anything different! Every once in a while I'm getting a breakout, but this is the best it's ever been. Can I keep it? Please?
And guess what tomorrow is?! V-day! In plain speak, viability day. That means if the kid decided to make his appearance early, the doctors would do everything in their power to try and save him. This baby still has a long time to cook, and we plan to keep him that way until at least 38 weeks, but it's nice to know that every week, his chances are that much better.
Oh! OH! What didn't happen last week though! We got our carpet installed (AMAZING!), set up the crib and changing table, reorganized the furniture downstairs, and set up the glider (OH SO COMFY!). I think Chris had a bit of a moment seeing the crib all set up. After he kept commenting on how weird it was to see a crib, he admitted he never imagined a crib in our house. And he's right, it is weird. I think it made it more real to have an actual space carved out for him.
Then, on the other V-day, I made it to yoga after 4 weeks of missing class. I went to a new studio that has tons more prenatal classes, so if I miss one, there's another one the next day I can make it to. I have to tell you, it felt so freaking good to go. LOVE! There were a few interesting parts though. The teacher introduced the class by saying that she was going to teach us the things that helped her when she was crawling around on all fours and begging for someone to make it stop. Awesome. So yea. Then there's this part where you stand in this position called "goddess," which I guess is supposed to be empowering or something, but really it's just this half squat thing they make you do for like 5 minutes and causes your thighs to burn like fire. Usually I end that pose feeling like a failure because it's supposed to ready you for labor, but I always have to come up out of it. But I do love my yoga classes, and it felt so good to sweat and stretch. The baby liked it too - he was kicking away all during svasana, he reacts when I sit still for too long. I think I've got an active little guy on my hands.
Oh OH! And then for dinner Chris and I made ourselves dinner. Chris made steaks, I made fettucine alfredo with vegetables and garlic bread. Dessert was carrot cupcakes. I'm hungry for it again already. Much better than last year's V-day dinner with overly pretentious, dessert-forgetting waiters. We rule.
Hopefully I can get my posts back on track next week!
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