Today baby boy turned 27 weeks, which means the start of the 3rd trimester. Time is going by fast and slow. It doesn't seem that long ago that I finished the greatest race of my life and found out I was pregnant. Fast forward five months later and I'm hiding a good-sized watermelon under my shirt. But when I think that I still have 13 weeks left, I have to admit that I'm not thrilled. Some women loved being pregnant, sorry but that's not me. I love my baby and I love being able to feel him move, but I miss doing the normal things I used to do...like pick things up off the ground or tie my shoes.
But being pregnant hasn't stopped me from doing the things I love. Last weekend we headed up to Lake Mead for some fun in the sun. Of course I wakesurfed, but was surprised at how much ab strength it involved. Excited to be able to tell this boy that his mom surfed behind a boat at six months pregnant.
The weekend was a lot of fun, I promise I have more pictures, but I've just been too busy with work stuff (and lazy) to upload this week. I promise that I will post pictures of Skyler soon. Yes, he is still around.
More boring pregnany info. Last week I had a blood test and diabetes test. And I passed both! But the diabetes test was awful. You have to drink like 20 ounces of this sugar water. I didn't expect it to be bad and actually liked the taste, but while waiting an hour to have the test done, I started to get super nauseous. I felt close to losing it, but I didn't want to have to re-do the test, so I held it together. I'm glad the results were good so I don't have to cut out my beloved sugar.
The doctor told me that I need to start counting kicks next week. So this week I have been practicing. On Tuesday night Pumpkin ran into my belly hard. She's a dog and she was excited. I didn't feel the baby move all day on Wednesday. I was freaking out. Usually he is super active and I feel him move all day long, so you can imagine my concern. Thursday morning still nothing, so I stopped by Starbucks and picked up a zebra hot chocolate (yum!). The sugar did the trick and he was moving again in no time. That was some long nap buddy.
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I so remember all the baby'n not moving scares. The worst part of being pregnant if you ask me. I made Steve buy me some crazy monitor at Babies R Us that you could listen in and hear her moving and sometimes a heart beat. It's serious, so stay tuned to your baby.
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