6th Month Bumpdate

When I was pregnant with Henry, I always rolled my eyes at the bumpdates I would read that started, "I can't believe I'm __ weeks/months pregnant!" I thought, "Really? Because this pregnancy is dragging and every day feels like I've been pregnant for another year." Not so with this pregnancy! It's FLYING by, and I'm pleasantly surprised I find myself writing my 6th month bumpdate.

I spy with my little eye an Otis nub-tail photobomb!

Mood: Pretty good, despite living in a remodel/construction zone! Except for one day. One day I was super irritable. See, I went to yoga and this older man came in. I think it's GREAT when men come into a yoga studio, so I smiled. And this dude proceeded to breathe so loudly, the floor shook. I kid you not. Even in savasana, when we lying on the ground, this man panted like he was two seconds away from a fatal heart attack. It ruined the whole energy of the class and irked me for the rest of the day. Kinda the opposite effect yoga is supposed to have right? Namaste, old dude. Naaaaaaaamaste.

Craving: I got nothin' but aversions. Meat remains the most disgusting thing I've ever seen or smelled, and I'm now basically a strict vegetarian. Thanks, Otto.

Missing: Being able to drink as much wine as I want. I do indeed indulge in a small amount of wine occasionally, but I'd really like just one day where I can order a Bloody Mary at breakfast and follow it with a few glasses of wine by the pool. Because it's still very much pool weather here. Ah well, soon enough.

Weight & Workouts: I'm six months (23 weeks to be exact) and up 8.5 pounds. Feeling pretty good about that! I'm no longer doing any weight lifting or circuit training classes (too much time is spent on our backs doing shoulder presses/ab work and I'm now too big for that nonsense) but I'm still walking, yoga-ing (hopefully never with that old dude again) and barre-ing. I can't wait for the weather to cool down enough to walk outside! I'm really looking forward to that later this fall.

Maternity clothes: Duh, look at me. I've pulled out everything from my first pregnancy and the only thing I've bought thus far is this maxi dress from Tart that Stitch Fix sent me and these AMAZING yoga/barre leggings from Pea in the Pod, which I've quickly learned is the only maternity store worth my time. It's not cheap, but they dress women of my build and save me frustration because everything fits! (*I'm not being compensated by Pea in the Pod, but I wish I was.)

Gender: No girls allowed! Otto William Stewart. Can't wait to meet the little fella.

Excited for: Right now, just for my bathroom to be done. I've got a date with my massive soaker tub. This back is achin' and that tub will cure what ails me!

Six months pregnant and the toes are disappearing...

That's the gist of what's going on in this sixth month pregnancy bumdate! Anyone else confused why you say how many weeks of pregnancy you've completed but say the month you're currently in? Like, why make it so complicated like that? Life. Is. Hard.