Today, I got off of work a tad bit early due to accidentally thinking my dr. appointment was today instead of tomorrow. I took advantage of the time that I would have had off and went to get Hannah early and headed home for a nice walk outside. It was gorgeous weather, and Hannah and I both enjoyed the time outside. I don't know why I ever worried about her talking. I don't think she took a breath between pointing things out, asking questions, yelling to people!
This was a huge thing for me today, to take a walk. I did it yesterday afternoon too, as we didn't have night church and I had some free time. OK...not so free, but I chose to make it that way! I didn't feel like it yesterday, and I didn't feel like it today, but I did it anyways, and it did make me feel so much better and so much more energized. I am hoping that I can keep this up and get some exercise every day. So far during this pregnancy, my exercise has been limited to walking from the bathroom to the couch, or walking to the kitchen to get something to eat. If I were Jewish, I'd say "Oy vey."
My body does pregnant only one way: fat. No sweet little baby bump for me. My whole entire body gets fat. It happened with the first three--even though I watched what I ate for the most part. Then with Hannah, inspired by my beautiful neice who is just the most beautiful pregnant woman and doesn't ever look swollen or tired (yes, you, Kristin!) I thought...hey...I can do that! I'll eat right. I"ll exercise. I'll drink lots of water. And I did. And I did OK until the eighth month when I gained 62 pounds...mostly in water.
This pregnancy has started off pretty much the same...fat. It doesn't help, I know, that when I got pregnant, I had been on an extremely low carb/hi protein diet, eating almost entirely fruits and vegetables and grilled lean meat. Then came the sickness and the smell of a vegetable (except baby carrots, for some reason) made my stomach turn. And what made me feel better? Dairy and carbs. So my body has been on sort of a revolt, and I am truly scared to see the scale tomorrow at the doctor. Even though I KNOW that I can lose it once the baby is born, and even though I KNOW that I have not been eating nearly as much as I could be (and have been known to when I am not dieting), it's still hard to see those numbers go up and get the tsk tsk from the doctor.
And to add insult to injury tomorrow, guess what I get to do???? Watch a 40 minute educational video about pregnancy and childbirth. Like if I wasn't such a sissy and needed the epidural, I couldn't do this myself! All of that and probably not being able to hear the heartbeat yet...it would be worth it for that!