Weight gained: About 17-19 pounds. I’m not entirely sure if I started at 130 or 132 this pregnancy. As much as I care about my weight gain/size/personal appearance, I just haven’t wasted time worrying about the number itself this go around. I know I’m bigger than I was with Riley at this stage, which stinks, but I’m gaining at the same rate as last time. I’m also far less active and my eating is much worse this go around, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised or upset by the scale. I know there is nothing I can do about it aside from modifying my diet and increasing my physical activity to be healthier, so I don’t see a point in worrying about it.
Best moment this week: Something completely and totally unrelated to pregnancy… the clinic I work at passed their state survey at 100%, which is totally awesome. I was freaking out about it, because I have been a little behind on notes. I’m glad our clinic did well and I’m happy I didn’t have any sort of negative impact on the survey. I’m also excited to hear that my father-in-law is doing well after his heart transplant. I’m grateful my husband and his family were so fortunate to receive such a wonderful gift and another chance at life. I know my father-in-law will live his life fully to honor the donor, too.
Things I miss: Beer. Hands down. That, and sushi. The raw kind.
Symptoms: I am so happy that I’m not suffering from rhinitis this go around. I can breathe! On the other hand, I feel like this baby is about to fall out of my yah. I don’t necessarily think she’s sitting any lower, so I’m not sure exactly why it feels like my uterus is going to fall out of my butt. And my hips. My achy, break-y hips. I feel like a grandma. Now where did I put my walker?
Cravings: I’m craving salads, but I’m far too lazy to prepare my own. Instead I eat donuts. And cupcakes. Yum!
Things I’m looking forward to: Riley turns two next Monday! I am so excited to celebrate, but I cannot believe how quickly time flies. She’s still a baby in so many ways, but all of her baby-like qualities are quickly fading. So hard to believe that two years ago, I was impatiently moping over the arrival of my baby girl. Now she can count to three and identifies colors appropriately and talks in 2 to 3 word sentences.
Goals for this week: To eat better in preparation for my glucose test. Contacting doulas. Drink more water. Walk with Riley after work.