5 weeks to go {give or take}

This little blog that I have loved over the last couple of years has definitely been put on the back burner this year. I go through days where sometimes I miss it and sometimes I don’t. I mostly miss the interaction from all of you, but I don’t want to bore you with all of my pregnancy stories. They really aren’t that exciting!

Our little Bean (she still doesn’t have a name!) is due to arrive in around 5 weeks. Now that our birthing education classes are complete, sh*t is really starting to get real. It is hard to believe that our quiet little house will soon have a baby in it. Tia & Maisy get bug eyed everyday when the “little person” has more stuff arrive.

Third trimester has been the hardest for me. I feel uncomfortable all the time. Simple tasks become a million times harder. Rolling over in bed, tying my shoe laces, walking a flight of stairs, etc. leave me breathless. Just hauling myself out of bed every morning has been a process! Not to mention I am really not sleeping good at all. For the first time in my life, I find myself staring at the ceiling for most of the night while my husband and pups snore away. The morning sickness I didn’t have in the beginning has managed to make an appearance the last couple of weeks. The feeling of nausea comes and goes each day. The acid reflux is so awful that it makes me throw up and can hit me without warning. My love for all things spicy and for Mexican food has been put on the back burner for the time being.

Our house has finally been pieced back together after having been in complete disarray for two months. What started as “we need a nursery” turned into “let’s remodel our entire house!” Probably not greatest project to be taking on, but we both survived and are still married. Bean's nursery is done and I must admit that I am obsessed with it! For not knowing what exactly I wanted a couple of months ago, I think that it turned out perfect. 

Big sisters checking out the crib

I am still working out at Farmgirlfit which has been a good stress release for me. Even there simple things have gotten much more difficult. Bending over to pick up the bar can be challenging and don’t even ask about pull ups. They were hard enough without the extra weight. I can still run which is something I have been grateful for. I am sure I look absolutely ridiculous, but at least I am moving.

Bean is a little mover and might even have a hint of stubborn in her- just like her momma. Even at our last ultrasound at 33 weeks it was hard to see who she looks more like because she really didn’t want to show us her face. At my ultrasound in November I thought she looked more like me, but now I don’t know. I guess that it will be a surprise. Other than one slight pregnancy scare at 32 weeks, everything really has been smooth sailing. My OB did order a 3^rd ultrasound because she was concerned that Bean wasn’t growing enough, but that turned out to be fine. As of 33 weeks she was in the 57^th percentile and weighed in at 5 pounds. At my 34 week checkup she was already heading down with her little fit wedged into my upper right ribs. I was pretty sure that was where her feet where because she has been kicking me good in that area lately.

There has been some exciting news that I feel like I should at least briefly mention with a full post in the works. My official first race back will be running Hood to Coast with Nuun in August. I might not be in the best shape come race weekend, but the timing is absolutely perfect and I couldn’t be more excited about the opportunity.

We did have some maternity photos taken a couple of weeks ago. I loved all of them, but are here my favorites:

--Tasha