Today is the 20 week mark! For those not in the know, like my husband, your due date is on the day you hit 40 weeks. This makes today the halfway point!
Today is also one of my favorite days of the year: field day. I usually participate like crazy and race all my boys, but this year it would have just been embarrassing (they always beat me, but usually I can at least hold my own).
I had a great week of runs last week. My total was somewhere around 22 miles, which might even be a pregnancy high, too bad I'm too lazy to actually check. Naturally, that meant it all came crumbling down this week. Getting out of bed sucked even more than usual. Monday I did 30 Day Shred (a 25 minute workout) in the am, and an on demand "Skinnygirl" yoga workout in the pm. Tuesday I attempted to run 5 miles. I made it 2.5. My body was just really, really pissed about the fact that I was attempting to run, and not sleep. But I did spend 7 hours chasing children around outside, so there is that.
As if hitting the 20 week mark (I have serious been looking forward to that for some time now) AND field day wasn't exciting enough, I got THREE gifts this morning before the bell even rang, and I'd like to brag about them.
|From my secret random acts of kindness pal at work. Naturally I ate half the bag at lunch and then felt ill, because I'm wise and make smart choices.|
|From my awesome teammate! More baby books to read this summer! Now I need a food processor....|
|The wise choice would be to save this and not blow it all on cute clothes. I don't make wise choices (see above).|
It's funny how being asked about your baby bump when you are actually pregnant isn't offensive or upsetting at all! Side note - the person who asked me about it in August noted last week that she was a little early with her congrats. Yeah, just like five months, totally NBD.
Some other random crap I'd like to share:
1. My #1 pregnancy pain is being clumsy, because it causes me to injure myself in really dumb ass ways. For reasons that are complicated and boring to explain, on Sunday I crushed my finger under the heavy laptop and lap desk, and couldn't get it out for a minute. To make matters worse, I still don't bruise, evidently, so I don't even have a battle scar to legitimize the agony I experienced, AND Eric was taking a nap at the time so I didn't even have anyone to whine and cry to.
Then last night, I tripped and slammed my foot into the lap desk for the tablet (totally different item). The bright spot was that this time I have something to show for it. I hate when people post wound pictures, but then I realized that meant I've looked at enough, so I'm sharing mine. You've been warned.
|Two hours later, he hasn't moved.|
While I was suffering from intense pain due to my injuries, I was really focused on thinking about all the Game of Thrones battle wounds/torture and how much more THEY must have hurt.
What's your bright spot and annoyance today?