A Milestone!

The homestretch is officially here! Today, I am 28 weeks, which officially puts me in my third trimester! I am very, very excited about that.

I've heard that in the past, women do not like the third trimester but I think it's had an adverse affect on me: I'm actually starting to feel my energy come back, and I've started cooking again....albeit smaller meals that don't require too much prep time, but hey, gotta take those small steps back to "normalcy", right? Next week, Scott and I start our childbirth prep classes (six weeks of breathing, watching videos and wrapping dolls up in diapers) and soon, we'll be registering.

I have started going back to the gym because I really didn't like yoga all that much. I should've taken a page out of Julie's book and went for the prenatal pilates, but the gym should serve me just fine. I didn't realize just quite how out of shape I am, so it'll be an uphill battle but at least I have the energy to do some light cardio and even lighter weights. Of course, the discomfort is still there, but I've managed to create a little haven for myself on the sofa to try to minimize the back aches as much as possible. I have been sleeping a little better but I've gotten used to sleeping on the sofa, so that might be part of the reason....I'm going to try to move myself slowly back into the bedroom. We'll see how that goes.

Tomorrow I have jury duty (pray that they pass over me) and also this week, I have that blasted glucose test to take. I've got to try to limit my chocolate intake for the week which might be difficult to do....we'll see. And today, as a big "F You" to all those people that say I won't wear heels in my third trimester, I'll have you know that I have on some five inch stilettos. Take that, you non-believers!

I went to the doctor a week ago and all was fine. Baby's doing well, heartbeat was strong, belly growth is on track. Nothing overwhelming to report. Hobbit's movements have changed from violent kicking to light squirming. I'm appreciative of this, even if the squirming does kind of feel like a snake worming itself around in my intestines. Slightly creepy, but whatever. I suppose it's better than a fetal ass-kicking.

On an off note, congratulations to Julie, Christian and Lucy for the safe delivery of their new son!