First of all, unless you've been living under a rock you've heard the gnarly coverage of the tornado in Moore, Oklahoma that was just absolutely devastating for so many people. I heard the audio of some interviews this morning right before I went into work and they broke my heart. Tornadoes scare the shit out of me, like nothing else scares me as far as natural disasters the way that tornadoes scare me. I can't imagine what those people are going through right now.
I've had a feeling that Ryker is going to choose to come at the same time as a hurricane since I'm due right at the beginning of the season. Virginia is my first experience with real weather. Growing up in Southern CA doesn't do a whole lot for one's ability to learn weather. The first time I saw a real fall when I was living in Chicago blew my mind. My first hurricane here in Virginia happened while Vic was still in the Navy. We were living in our little bottom floor apartment and he had to go out to sea while I stayed back with our puppy. I prepped like a crazy person, tried to evacuate and eventually came to my senses and went home, only to ride out the storm with no issues and two good friends that came by to sit with me and drink A LOT while we waited for Irene to pass.
Back to this summer...you see, Norfolk has a lot of tunnels and bridges. Our hospital happens to be on the other side of a tunnel. A month or two ago I got this stomach flu that led Vic and I to the emergency room, I got super dehydrated very fast so we went for an IV and a checkup. At 3 am on a Saturday morning the tunnel was SHUT DOWN. How do you just close down a tunnel? Apparently this happens every other weekend for maintenance. Luckily, we pulled up to the cop that was blocking the tunnel right when they were finishing and we didn't have to wait too long (which is good because I was puking like a crazy person). I'm totally prepared for us to pull up to the tunnel in labor and find that yet again, it may be closed. I just have that sort of luck! I guess there is a way to actually track which of the two tunnels are closed for maintenance in the wee hours of the morning, so that will be Vic's job while I'm working on preparing to push this kid out.
Speaking of pushing him out, I've only got 56 more days until my due date!! Can you tell I'm a little excited about having a countdown? I'm so very uncomfortable. That's really the only way to put it. I'm so sick of being uncomfortable. I've decided that anyone who says they love being pregnant is a liar, or you really do get straight up amnesia after you give birth. I'm officially at 27 pounds gained. I haven't been able to work out the last two weeks or so, between a cold, family being in town and then this week I tried and cramped up really bad half an hour into it. I'm also starving, which I'm sure is combining with my lack of exercise to add up to all this weight gain at the end. I really wanted to stay at less than 30 pounds for the pregnancy but its looking like 35 will probably be the number to beat. This kid is getting so big in there too!
We had our first total let down with our eMeals subscription last night with some flank steak and goat cheese-cilanto-greek yogurt potatoes. It was bad. The meat turned out over cooked even though I watched it like a hawk and the recipe for the potatoes was just bad. We fed the meat to the pups and went to Chik-fil-A for ourselves. In the drive thru Vic felt the baby rumbling around in my belly and he was amazed by how the movements are so different now. According to my What to Expect App he has the max amount of amniotic fluid at this point, so the nudges and stuff will just be more obvious. He really enjoys pushing on my rib cage now too, which kills. I would love to pretend that I just adore this stage of the pregnancy but man, I'm pretty miserable. Luckily I have a supportive hubby and a wonderful chain of command at work. I talked to my bosses this week about the possibility of having to ask to leave early some days from now on. I don't plan to take advantage of it but they were super chill about it which was awesome. It's like having that conversation with them helped get me through yesterday and today without needing to take so many breaks. Monday the baby was kicking my ass pretty well though, but hiding out in my car all stretched out helps for a bit.
Since I probably won't be posting any workouts from here on out I'll try and get some of the tasty, low fat recipes that I'm taking advantage of posted. For now I'm still stubborn enough to be hittin' the gym but my workouts just aren't going to be as weight lifting focused, so they won't be worth their own posts like before. I found on Monday that I can get through a pretty solid half hour or so of the elliptical, when I switched to trying to lift weights like I normally do the stabilizing muscles in my core and in my um...lady parts, haha, and pelvis really didn't like the work. I think all that round ligament pain is just kicking my butt, but the good news about that is that my body is preparing itself for my big day with my little man!
Tonight made up for last nights disaster with a great chicken soup! I'll try and get that info up under the recipes tab soon. For now I'll leave you with a picture of my amazing husband as an adorable little boy, I think he's nine months or so in this pic.
Look at all that hair! If my heartburn is any sort of sign, and according to a number of old wives tales it is, then this little guy in my belly is going to have tons of hair too. Isn't it just the cutest thing ever?
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