Hi
Bloggers,
There
has been radio silence, because I have been keeping a secret. For 3 months I
have avoided writing to you, because I didn’t want to let it slip, but how
could I write about losing my nutrionist, because of constant nausea? (We’ll
meet again soon). How could I write about skipping the gym, because of pure
exhaustion? How could I explain WHY I had to give up weight training and
protein shakes? Without some wise owl guessing… I’m PREGNANT! Baby #2 is
incubating as we speak. This tiny ripple has thrown a title wave on my workout
routine and life.
In the
last three months I have found out that I am pregnant, sold my house, bought a
bigger house and picked out a sweet baby name. It’s been a whirl wind of
surprises.
First,
Michelle… dear sweet Michelle. She was the first on the chopping block when the
news came through. I had just met Michelle the nutrionist. We had JUST started
to like each other, I had lost 13 lbs, mostly fat and I was hanging on her
every healthy word. Then I got the two blue lines and we broke up. I didn’t
want to get weighed anymore, everything under the sun made my stomach do back
flips and the weight loss plan we had prepared, didn’t fit anymore. We has one
final meeting to discuss my plan for pregnancy, to gain as little as possible
and to do it right. She gave me a list of foods to eat and to avoid. She wished
me luck and we scheduled an appointment for February 2016. One month
postpartum. I will do this with her, but AFTER I am done manufacturing this
human being.
Second,
The house. We live in a 2 bedroom town in Burlington. We love it. The
neighbours are incredible. The location is perfect, but there is no backyard,
no storage and no room for a 4th person. We decided to sell. Lucky
for us, we found the perfect home BEFORE that. It`s a 3 bedroom, split level,
end unit down on a beautiful street in Stoney Creek. It is one block from the
water and one block from the highway. It`s perfect for us and I can`t wait to
move in and decorate the nursery.
Third,
The Gym. I still go, but it`s lame. I can`t keep up, I can`t breath and I have
to respect when my body calls it quits…. Usually around the halfway mark. I am
working to go twice a week (3 times, but that third time NEVER happens). Sunday
I do the step class and I hang in there for 90% of it. Tuesday I meet with
Vanessa (the beast) for Body Combat. I try to get out every weekend with Thomas
for a walk, last weekend we went to LaSalle park and walked along the water. It
was perfect, but Mummy was TIRED and had to call in reinforcements after that
hill.
The
biggest struggle with working out is the pain I get in my lower abs, when I try
for high knees. Not anything to worry about, but enough to make me slow down.
It`s a muscle pain, not a stress pain. It`s either round ligament pain, or scar
tissue stretching. Either way it hurts.
And
finally, the baby, 3.0. Thomas has always been called 2.0, as he is the new and
improved version of Tom (a good friend of ours). It was only fair that the next
addition be called 3.0. So this little nugget is set to arrive January 1st,
but if she (I still don`t know, but ‘she’ feels right) is anything like her
brother, we`ll be meeting her sooner. Christmas baby. Gah. This pregnancy has been completely different
than my first. I feel worse, a lot worse. I have cravings and aversions. I
don`t feel like me, my hormones are ALL over the place. There have been days
that I have warned Richard about an impending crying fit, screaming match or
inappropriate laughing outburst. He is trying to keep up, but even I can`t keep
up with the mood swings.
I am
working with midwives again, specifically I am working with Ann again. It makes
my heart flutter to think of working with Ann again. She is my rock, a version
of my Nana that demands my attention. She is also very comforting and it makes
the entire process manageable, despite the chaos that was Thomas, it was all
ok, because Ann was there with me.
So
that’s it.
Now I
can write daily, or as often as I have something to write about J
I have
missed it completely.
