I'll make it entertaining, promise. Pinky swear.
Mood: Surprisingly calm. If you read this post about an "incident" that happened to me recently, you might be as shocked as I that I didn't go completely nuts on this woman. But I didn't. Although I think I nearly gave myself preeclampsia just thinking about all the things I wish I had said to her! Oh well, it all turned out for the best: I stayed out of jail and she stayed out of the hospital.
Craving: Just aversions. If you pin pictures of raw meat, I WILL vomit.
Weight & Workouts: I'm seven months, 28+ weeks, third trimester official and only up 12 pounds! Can I get an amen?! That's quite a bit below the low end of normal, but Otto is measuring perfectly for gestational age. I'm actually less than I was with Henry too, and I was trying to figure out why, since I'm eating and working out the same... And DUH! It's because I don't sit in an office for this pregnancy - I'm literally on my feet chasing/carrying a 30lbs toddler all. day. long. My child does NOT sit still. So that's why the pounds haven't packed on! And why I'm drop dead tired by 6pm. Also going to yoga, barre and walking 5x/wk, although at this point I'm taking every modification possible. Planks on my knees for me, thanks.
Maternity clothes: Did y'all see these jeans I got?! I had HOPED I would find something like them, although it's nearly impossible to find an inseam I can actually roll - especially in always-too-short maternity jeans. Joe's Jeans and Pea in the Pod to the rescue! Again. Always. (It's listed as a 28" inseam, but that's cuffed twice. I uncuffed it once and it hits about 2" above my ankle. My inseam to the floor is 36" for reference.) If you're tall and pregnant, just go there, price tag be danged. I'm not even trying anywhere else anymore, and Pea in the Pod isn't paying me to say that. #wishtheywould #hinthint
Gender: I'm still the queen of this castle! Otto William Stewart is his name.
Excited for: #basicgirl alert, but FALL! Please please please cool down, Dallas. It's funny, right at the magical 28 week mark with both Henry and this baby, it's like a light switch goes off: It's insta-pregnancy discomfort. I'm big, it's hard to move, it's hard to breathe, and I'm exponentially more tired. Like, immediately at 28 weeks, it's strange. Anyway, so if it would just go ahead and cool down, that would be ONE thing that makes my life easier, better, and less grumpy.
That's all for this 7th month bumpdate, friends! The finish line is near. Hopefully not too near; I don't need another preterm baby. Crossing my fingers (and my legs... If only that would work though, right?!) that this baby stays in until he's full term. So far, so good.