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spryngI am so ready for fall. Or a/c. Whichever comes first.
Yesterday it was 90 and humid. Today it will be 85 and humid. Our portable a/c can only do so much. I've been escaping in the afternoon to cafes, but coming back is miserable because it is not. cooling. down. Walking into a wall of sticky, thick heat in your own home is the worst.
But just a few more days of this. Then we'll either have a/c - due for installation Tuesday - or it will be getting cool enough at night to be bearable. I check the weather five to seven times every day, hoping tomorrow will be cooler. Spoiler alert: nope.
Anyway, this is short term. I just have to get through the next few days. Just the ick plus the massive amount of mosquitoes means I've been even more of a homebody and I don't like it.
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I will be 36 weeks come Monday (lol so I'm 35.5 but you can't blame me for rounding up). I did a birthday/maternity shoot last week, complete with barbell: photos here, if you're int. It was fun, but I want one with Lady and I together, so we have a date set with a real photographer next week. Hard part of being the One with the Camera is finding someone else to take photos sometimes.
Everything is baby-related right now, and likely will stay that way for the next few months. No more apologies - this is my life. Physically, in that I am increasingly limited in what and how much I can do (like sitting up or going for long walks or literally anything). Also in that I have this big bulge in the middle of my body that is either a) constantly in the way, b) squirmy, or c) rock hard and kind of painful. I have come to the painful realization that if I'm busy and on my feet in the morning, then I will be useless the rest of the day. It sucks because I keep reading about all these amazing ladies who are running/hiking long distances/100% living their lives at 39+ weeks and here I am laid out on the floor after a super easy 20min bike ride trying to get the braxton hicks to stop and be able to breathe again.
But pregnancy is different for everyone. Right? Right - well that's what I'm telling myself.
It is really hard not to have certain expectations, though, and harder still not to feel disappointed in myself when I don't live up to them.
Yesterday it was 90 and humid. Today it will be 85 and humid. Our portable a/c can only do so much. I've been escaping in the afternoon to cafes, but coming back is miserable because it is not. cooling. down. Walking into a wall of sticky, thick heat in your own home is the worst.
But just a few more days of this. Then we'll either have a/c - due for installation Tuesday - or it will be getting cool enough at night to be bearable. I check the weather five to seven times every day, hoping tomorrow will be cooler. Spoiler alert: nope.
Anyway, this is short term. I just have to get through the next few days. Just the ick plus the massive amount of mosquitoes means I've been even more of a homebody and I don't like it.
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I will be 36 weeks come Monday (lol so I'm 35.5 but you can't blame me for rounding up). I did a birthday/maternity shoot last week, complete with barbell: photos here, if you're int. It was fun, but I want one with Lady and I together, so we have a date set with a real photographer next week. Hard part of being the One with the Camera is finding someone else to take photos sometimes.
Everything is baby-related right now, and likely will stay that way for the next few months. No more apologies - this is my life. Physically, in that I am increasingly limited in what and how much I can do (like sitting up or going for long walks or literally anything). Also in that I have this big bulge in the middle of my body that is either a) constantly in the way, b) squirmy, or c) rock hard and kind of painful. I have come to the painful realization that if I'm busy and on my feet in the morning, then I will be useless the rest of the day. It sucks because I keep reading about all these amazing ladies who are running/hiking long distances/100% living their lives at 39+ weeks and here I am laid out on the floor after a super easy 20min bike ride trying to get the braxton hicks to stop and be able to breathe again.
But pregnancy is different for everyone. Right? Right - well that's what I'm telling myself.
It is really hard not to have certain expectations, though, and harder still not to feel disappointed in myself when I don't live up to them.
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Date: 2016-09-10 01:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-10 03:22 pm (UTC)Hang in there, the end is near! Some bodies just take it easier than others. Our species has been pretty poor in encouraging/evolving a relatively "easy" pregnancy and birth experience unfortunately. I'm sure there's things we can do to make it a little easier or better, but we also have a general expectation that pregnancy is hard and miserable so anyone who isn't hugging the toilet 24/7 the first trimester or having to lay down every five minutes the final is super-human.
Good news: they say girls are usually a little early.
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Date: 2016-09-10 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-12 01:32 am (UTC)LOOOOOOVE THE MATERNITY SHOOT, OH MY GOODNESS. You are one fierce mama-to-be. <3
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Date: 2016-09-16 03:05 am (UTC)I've had a relatively easy pregnancy, just minor annoyances, but have started getting round ligament pain- so bad I couldn't do some basic yoga stretches today without crying.
My midwife says this is normal for second pregnancies. Wonderful.
Making peace with where my body is today.
<3