Wednesday, April 6, 2016

This is getting ridiculous

Week 24 - This is getting ridiculous. How is it possible that I'm going to get bigger?With 16 weeks to go, I just cannot comprehend how I can accommodate my tenant's future growth. I feel like a whale! (or as my husband likes to say, "a baby whale" in a Boston accent). 

I've had a solid 3 weeks of consistent exercise - which is awesome. Same mix of CrossFit, Dance, and distance walking in between. Many of my symptoms have been less intense, allowing me to have less bad days that mess up my fitness routine.

Unfortunately, this has been accompanied by an increase in appetite that could feed a village. Not necessarily bad things - but just deathly hungry every two hours. I also might have had Cheesecake Factory last week....including cheesecake. I've been trying to keep healthier snacks on hand (a different fruit every week, cheese, avocado slices). Tragically yet conveniently, our favorite local ice-cream shop has re-opened for the season, leading to some post dinner trips lately. 

I'm up +17 pounds total from my starting weight. I'm supposed to gain about 25 pounds in pregnancy (that's probably on the lower side, but I was really striving to keep at a healthy weight gain, limiting fat gain, and having it be mostly baby growth). If I have 16 weeks to go, this seems unrealistic as I continue to gain at least one pound per week. 

With the upcoming summer and warmer weather, I wonder if my activity level will remain constant and my eating habits improve. In theory, I think so. I'm always a happier and healthier person in the summer (pregnant or not). Winters in New England make you want to be outside as much as possible when the weather clears up. But like most of my theories, I'm usually wrong and over ambitious. 

I also can't wait to stop wearing these damn winter maternity clothes. I'm right between sizes right now and they're getting so uncomfortable. I already have new clothes purchased for spring/summer...fun, light, colorful. I'm dying to make the switch. Especially to ditch the boots for sandals so my feet can breathe and move. 

Almost there.