We are a little more than half way through this pregnancy and I thought I would share some of what I have learned. While pregnancy is a miracle and a gift and I am truly grateful, growing a baby is not all rainbows and angels singing. Not gonna lie, I was a little deluded and thought I might have a TV pregnancy. You know, where one day the heroine isn’t showing and the next day she is huge and not much else has changed. Here is what REALLY happens:
1) No one can explain to you in words what morning sickness feels like. Some lucky b*#&#@*# don’t get sick. Not me. Nausea set in around week 5 and lasted until week 14. All day and all night. In fact, night was worse. So you call your mom and dad because you feel your spirit breaking and your husband is the enemy, this is his fault after all. Mom and dad help you feel a little better. You still cry yourself to sleep.
2) Your whole life gets turned upside down. You used to get up at 5:30am to go to the gym and enjoy a steam before blowing out your hair and carefully applying makeup. Now you get up at 7:45, pray you remember to brush your teeth, and get to work hair unbrushed and makeup undone. You really don’t care about any of this, you are just happy you made it in on time and did not throw up on the train.
3) Headaches. Let’s not forget the three solid weeks of unending migraine. That was the best time ever.
4) Exhaustion. And Insomnia. You had this idea of a beautiful, organic, medication-free pregnancy where you go to the gym every day and just glow. Then reality sets in. You take the damned unisom because you just cannot sleep. Every night for the last week you have been up in the middle of the night hungry, thirsty, having to pee, and when all those needs have been met you are left wide awake. So you go to the sofa and hang out with the dog until you can sleep again. Revert back to item #2.
5) You want to eat. All. The. Time. And carrot sticks aren’t going to cut it. You want bagels with full fat cream cheese. You want cheetos. You want salsa or A1 or Franks Red Hot on everything. If you are lucky, you have a week where all you want to eat are peaches and so you have 4 or 5 a day (hey, at least peaches are good for you!). Peaches are then recalled because some were contaminated and you are now at risk for Listeria. You cannot win. Husbands and Baby Daddies look out, while trying really hard to eat what you know you should (celery, apples, salad, gluten-free pasta) your alter-ego, Crazy Pregnant Lady, takes over and you are miserable thus making everyone around you miserable. Eventually you cave and have a piece of bread with butter on it. It’s the best damned thing you have ever tasted and all is right with the world again.
6) You get off the subway a stop or two early to get in at least a little exercise. This is a mistake as it is trash day on this street and you didn’t know it. The smell overwhelms you. Try as you might you can’t hold it in and you vomit in the street in front of 5 people. You don’t want them to think you are drunk or crazy so you are holding your bump. Too bad you vomited on your hand and now have it on your outfit. Oh yeah, and while you are vomiting you realize you really need to do those kegel things because some pee comes out and runs down your leg. You walk the rest of the way home mourning your old life.
7) You wear a wrist brace also known as “the claw” because you have pregnancy-related carpel tunnel syndrome. At first you think maybe you are dying because something is wrong with your arm and you have no idea what it is. Then your sister, a pregnancy alum and MD, tells you that its carpel tunnel and you are destined to wear the claw until giving birth. It is very hard to type while wearing the claw. It itches and makes Crazy Pregnant Lady rear her ugly head.
8) You think the best part about being pregnant is getting a seat on the subway. If no one offers you a seat (which 99% of the time they do not) you quickly get over any sense of etiquette you think you have and start asking people to trade with you.
9) The REAL best part of pregnancy is feeling the little bugger move around inside you. You are so happy you call your parents to share the good news and then you cry. Every time she moves you smile and laugh a little. People at work start to think you are loosing it, but you are so happy that you don’t care.
10) You start to forget about numbers 1-7. You eat some carrot sticks, go for a swim at the gym, brush your hair, and thank God for stretchy maternity clothes that cover your rapidly expanding self.
There is no better way to celebrate this news than with a photo of my beloved nephew, Leo Anthony…
Baby Girl Godfrey is expected to make her debut on Christmas Day. Can you tell that just like us, Leo is so excited?!
I’ve been having issues for a while now with my knees. In fact I just finished up a few weeks of PT for the left one, I tweaked it in a boot camp class a few months ago. I went for a follow-up on Monday to the orthopedic surgeon and turns out my running career – or HOPE of a running career – is over. Going forward, no high impact activities, specifically no running. He suggested cycling and swimming. I guess my spin shoes are going to get a lot more use. Happily as it gets nicer outside, all I want to do is bike around town. Sigh. I am definitely bummed.
I am overwhelmed by the response to yesterday’s post. Gratitude and thank you are not big enough words for all the love, support, kindness and beauty that filled my inbox yesterday. Each of you are in part responsible for this success. Yes, I am the one who gets up and goes to the gym and is solely responsible for the food I eat. BUT without your support and knowing that you are out there, reading my posts and cheering me on, I am not sure I could have kept going when the going got tough. And it certainly has been tough at times – not eating the cake at my nephew’s first birthday? What?! That was surely a challenge.
So because Thank You is all I have, thank you all so much. So so so much.
Now on to the next adventure – maintaining! If I lose more, I lose more, but I am pretty much at my goal. They say that losing is the easy part and maintaining is hard. I guess we are going to find out!
I did it! 100 pounds gone (actually a few more than 100 that but who is counting?!?!).
Yes, that is one of my old belts wrapped around me and my beautiful sister. For me, that is a particularly moving physical representation of just how much progress I have made in two and a half years.
Anyone else completely over winter? I am. I am over carrying my gym shoes with me while I wear my boots. Gym shoes + slushy sidewalks = unhappy wet feet. Boots also require a totally different kind of sock than a gym shoe, as pictured above. Boots + ankle socks = potential for blisters and cold legs.
So not long ago I arrived at my Equinox for a spin class, totally excited to get on the bike. Lo and behold, I forgot to pack ankle gym socks. I had on these green smart wool (thick) socks to keep my tootsies toasty on the commute. Those above mentioned boot-gym shoe-sock issues really got me down. My mind was racing, “Should I skip spin? Will my feet get too hot? I hate hot feet. I did not get up at the a$$ crack of dawn to get to the gym and not work out! I am going to spin in these socks, hot feet be damned! I have a goal to reach!” So spin I did. Turns out it was one of the best classes I ever took and one of the best rides performance-wise I have ever had. My feet stayed pretty cool. But I am not in a hurry to spin or run or lift in these socks again.
Life Lesson #56402 – always keep a spare pair of gym socks (and maybe some undies) in your gym back for boot-gym shoe-sock emergencies.
(Disclaimer – the fact that I would never commute in spin shoes as they are impossible to walk in is irrelevant. I miss my sneakers and I miss them hard.)
Happy Friday! Thank you to everyone who commented on my Facebook page or sent me a private message with love and support about my post yesterday. John and I are both really excited about renewing our vows.
I have been hitting the gym HARD to get ready for May 3rd. This week I worked out 4 days in a row, kettlebell class, boot camp, kickboxing, Metcon3. Booyah! My knee felt a little weird after Metcon3 three last night so I am taking today as a rest day. I get to see my nephew tonight for a sleepover party so I know I will be getting plenty of exercise, especially since he just started WALKING!!!!!!!!!
Here’s some link love for you to finish out the week
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Kicking ass at work and in the gym? Can be a challenge. This woman has it down pat.
Grace has a way to stay positive no matter is going on in life. Love this!
So much controversy around The Biggest Loser. I used to be so into this show, but unless you quit your job, hire a trainer to live with you and a 24/7 nutritionist, these results in a short time frame are almost impossible. I used to feel like a failure comparing myself to these contestants and so I had to stop watching the show years ago. But you can’t ignore what is going on right now.
I have some business travel coming up in March, definitely going to be relying on this do-anywhere workout to get me through.
Since I married John on September 18, 2010, I went from this….
I mean I could literally see down to my feet when I looked down that dress
We had to get John to come and pull it tight in the back so we could see what it might look like if I bought it now. These pictures still shock me. I somehow don’t believe I was ever the person in the first picture and I still can’t quite grasp that this is how I look now. I had to hold the dress up or it would fall off me.
So what’s a girl to do with an old wedding gown that is now more than 10-11 sizes to big?
Shop for a new one!
John and I are renewing our vows on May 3rd in a very small ceremony. What was born out of vanity (wanting pictures of myself looking the way I do in a wedding gown) has blossomed into the desire to recommit to each other. I could not have transformed myself without John. From shopping and cooking to saying “I’m proud of you” when the alarm goes off at 5:30am for my am workouts, to his “I do not negotiate with terrorists” attitude about answering my constant question “Do I look like I have lost weight!?” – getting healthy and losing the weight is as much his doing as my own. We are truly partners in all things and we really want to celebrate that!
Clearly, the dress I chose is not featured in this post. I want to surprise John and our guests. In fact it is completely different from my original gown. Ahhh the suspense!
Anyone else watch the Olympics last night? I LOVE the winter Olympics. Having been to the summer ones, it is so exciting to think back through those memories. The guy above is Patrick Chan, Canadian singles skater. His eyes, they kill me. They are slightly scary and VERY intense. Wow.
I really can’t wait to see this guy take the half-pipe. My favorite snowboarder, what can I say? The flying tomato stole my heart, even with the new short hair.
For my own Olympic prep, I had an awesome week at the gym. Boot camp, step class, body conditioning, spin, and two yoga classes. Awesome.
Here are some links from around the web for y’all
The sweaty men’s area of the gym. Scary. Intimidating. Impossible to approach without a trainer in tow.
Not anymore. Today I did my first workout in the sweaty men’s area, ie free weight section, of the gym. It was awesome. I felt comfortable and confident. I even looked in the mirror when I did my tricep dips. I HATE looking in the mirror during a workout, but I have to say, I liked seeing my arm muscles move.
I also went back to this today.
Though I didn’t look anything like that girl, I did use my Couch to 5K app to do a good running workout. 5K season will be here in no time and I want to be ready to go!