Hello, world.
Be glad you didn’t have a Saturday like this guy
Because I bet he has a big ol’ headache.
I know people hate Alabama football and think we’re all a bunch of dumb rednecks.
To that, I say Roll Tide!
We tailgated at the Dome Saturday but came home to watch the game.
Large crowds and my pregnant bump didn’t mix. I was a nervous wreck on Marta on the way downtown.
After one of the best football games I’ve ever watched, we flew the Bama flags out of the window and hollered Roll Tide to Bama fans and Georgia fans alike coming out of Marta across the street.
Good times.
Bump has gotten huge this week. I’m waiting for my belly button to pop out. Right now it looks funny.
Baby Bump is moving more than ever with huge kicks and what feels at times like she’s body slamming my bladder. Matt can lay his head on my tummy and talk to her and she kicks really hard. I’m pretty sure he’s never going to be able to tell her no. Ever.
I’m still kicking this cold and it’s passing slowly. My energy is low lately. I just get tired much more quickly than I used to. I wish I could say that I love being pregnant, but I don’t. I love feeling her move and I can’t wait for her to be here, but I really miss having control of my own body. I wasn’t prepared for what pregnancy does to you. I miss sleep, I miss being able to go more than an hour without peeing, I miss having a waist.
I’m trying to push all that aside and enjoy being pregnant, but at times it’s a struggle and just uncomfortable. I keep reminding myself that the end result is worth the struggle. Kind of like weight loss.
I tracked fairly well all week.
I’m also allowing myself to indulge if I want to. Matt and I were talking last night about how it’s weird that I haven’t had any strange cravings at all. The one and only craving I’ve had is fat free milk. We go through 2 gallons a week. I think the reason I haven’t dipped pickles in chocolate or crunched potato chips over ice cream is because I was blissfully obese for years and ate disgusting things like that all the time just for sport.
I’m pretty proud of how I’ve handled pregnancy eating. I could have just inhaled pizza in the interest of eating for 2. 25 weeks in and I haven’t lost control.
Yet.
