Second Trimester

How are we in the third trimester already? Some days I feel like I have been pregnant forever but for the most part it really has flown. 90% of the time I love being pregnant, I am honestly healthier and feeling better now than I have for the past two years or so and you can't hate that! This post will be a little less photo heavy than my first trimester post since I already did a halfway there post when I was around 20 weeks. The photo above is from the Dining In Ryan and I went to at the end of April that I have yet to blog about. I have that post and our sixth anniversary post and... yea, I have been a terrible blogger. Eep.

Here come the pictures!

What Fruit are you? I believe this week my Ovia app said I was a coconut but the graphics app I use says eggplant.

Due date: August 5, 2016 

How far along: 28 weeks exactly

Next appointment:  May 16th for OBGYN, next scan June 10th

Gender:  It's a boy!

Total weight gain/loss: Oh this is terrible. I kid you not when I say I gained about 35lbs. And I still have three months, and these are the three big growing ones. Yikes.

Exercise: This I have been good! I weight lift 2-3 times week, do prenatal yoga 1-2 times a week, and try and walk the Dup whenever the weather cooperates. I work out more now than I did pre-pregnancy!

Stretch marks: I always had them, but no real noticeable new ones yet. No purple ones anyway.

Swelling: Lots: Yea, that is happening. I now wear a Qalo rubber ring two sizes bigger than my original wedding band and my arms and legs can swell at times too.

Maternity clothes:  90% of the time. I do still fit in my pre pregnancy work out clothes, like my soffee shorts and huge tshirts, but those huge tshirts are starting to get to the not fit over the bump phase and won't last much longer.

Belly button: Very shallow but still innie.  

Sleep: I usually get up 2-3 times a night to go to the bathroom and occasionally wake up because I am just a bit uncomfortable.

Food cravings:  Cheese, strawberries, nutella, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches!

Symptoms:  My legs will feel crampy at night or in the morning, occasional tiredness, increased appetite, some swelling, and lots of visible veins!

Movement:  I love feeling Bean kick! I have anterior placenta so Bean has to kick a lot harder to be felt, especially by people placing their hands on my belly. Ryan has finally felt him kicking since about Easter but not enough for my liking.

Labor signs: I think I had Braxton-Hicks contractions once or twice but not positive.

What I miss:  Crossing my legs comfortably and sleeping through the night!

What I'm loving:  Feeling Bean kick and that the weather is finally warming up but not too hot.

What I'm looking forward to:  Our baby shower(s), being a bridesmaid in Carrie's wedding, going to New Jersey, Bean getting bigger, and of course his birth!

Best moment this week:  I deadlifted my bodyweight. I couldn't lift that big of number even pre pregnant, so I was pretty proud. And finally getting a burger from Jeff's, my favorite burger place. Craving satisfied!

News:  I passed my gestational diabetes test (woohoo!) and we are officially done with our baby registries! We are registered at Babys'r'us and Target, in case people were wondering :P

Milestones: 3rd Trimester!

Words of wisdom: I am open to any y'all have!

I cannot believe we are 2/3rds of the way done! Our little Bean will be here in about three months. Absolutely crazy. Keep cooking little guy, we cannot wait to meet you.

Working Out

For real this time.

I'm sure if I dig back through this blog I'd find this exact post. I try working out, doing a couch 25K or yoga and I'm raring to go for all of three weeks. Then no more. 

I've mentioned Ryan has been on a major work out and healthy eating kick for awhile now. For over a year easily. He's dropped about thirty pounds and looks damn good. I'm his wife, I can say it!! With the clean eating at home I'd honestly sneak junk outside of his view. Candy in my desk at work, stops for fast food, pizza at rehearsals... It happened a lot. 

So when he got back from deployment and asked me to really start going to the gym with him I balked. A lot. I'm not an exercise person by any means. But eventually I came around. He promised not to push me too hard, as he has done in the past, and to help me when I need it. 

Last Saturday was my first day in the gym. Weightlifting is my newest attempt. It's hard but I loathe cardio so hopefully this will be better. I'm doing squats (which my form sucks since I can't bend right really but I'm trying to improve), bent over rows, dead lifts, bench press, inclined bench press, lat pull downs and a small ab circuit with leg lifts, sit ups and planks. 

Saturday night we drove down to Wilmington solely to get chipotle (worth it, even if we had to nap in the truck for an hour since we both were so sickeningly full) and then went ice skating. On real ice, not the plastic kind!! 

Needless to say Sunday I cried trying to get out of bed. I was so sore. My legs hurt from the gym and then ice skating that night even though I stretched before bed. Monday my arms hurt so bad I could barely straighten them. I tried to stretch all day at work and slept with my arms straight as I could that night. Tuesday I went back to the gym. 

And I already improved. I went up in weight (not body, what I can lift) and today I wasn't that sore. A bit. But not agony. I then even did a 45 minute yoga work out when I got home. We go back to the gym Friday. Well, I go back. Ryan goes almost daily. 

We're eating healthier and for once I have no desire to cheat. The candy drawer at work has stayed closed, the chocolate covered Oreos are still on our kitchen counter, and I haven't cheated once. I'm drinking a lot of water from my new water bottle and I haven't had more than a sip of diet coke in days. Days. I usually have two or more a day. That's huge. I'm sleeping more and hydrating and I'm really trying. 

Because I don't like how I look at the moment. I know I'm out of shape and I hate seeing my reflection sometimes. I'm tired of pulling my back out. I'm tired of sucking in my stomach. I'm tired of my own reflection not meeting my eyes. I want to change it. 

It's hard. Sometimes I really hate it. But I'm really really trying this time. It's not a diet and gym binge, it's a lifestyle. It's my health and my body. And I'm ready for it to change. For the better. 

Let's do it.