22 Weeks Prego with Middle… or is it 32?

So, the truth is that I’m 22 weeks pregnant but feeling much, much, MUCH more pregnant than that.

Baby is the size of a: Spaghetti squash?  Or is it a papaya?  All of these little baby websites say different pieces of produce each week, and honestly, I don’t know where they get it!

How I’m feeling:  I feel like I’m always pretty honest on my blog, and today will be no exception.  The last week or so hasn’t been my favorite.  Work has been sort of running me into the ground, and I had that weird bleeding/UTI thing on Thursday.  And suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, I have a lot of swelling and soreness in my upper legs/thigh area.  I definitely think this just has a lot to do with being fairly active and carrying a 33 pound toddler on my hip a lot.  I’ve noticed that on the days that I lie down and take a nap, it’s not so bad.  But then there are work days where I walk a lot and still cook three meals, run P to the park in the afternoon, and then stay up later than usual just doing basic housework, and on those days my legs are pretty sore and miserable.  I’m going to try to make an effort to just put my feet up for a little bit every day and see if that helps.  This is very different than my first pregnancy when I felt really amazing most of the time!

Activity:  Last week was busy with the exception of my “sick day” on Thursday, and this week will be more of the same.  It occurred to me that I had better kick my working into high gear for the next several months since I’m a commission paid employee and all.  I don’t exactly get a paid maternity leave in August and September!  On the days that I don’t work I’ve been trying very hard to stick with my walking and going to Crossfit.

Crossfit is one of the highlights of my day, but it is definitely getting more challenging.  I get winded a lot faster than before, and I still have had to modify or completely cut out a lot of the exercises.  First it was just basic things like not doing box jumps and modifying them into step-ups.  And then I started being sort of wary of being upside down at all, so I stopped practicing the handstand pushups.  But now it seems like half of the lifts are no longer doable because there is a belly in the way, and I don’t do anything that involves jumping anymore because my bladder is being smashed by a rapidly growing baby and I don’t want to risk peeing on myself.  There are so many times when I am so thankful that I’m in a women’s only Crossfit class.  There are 4 other pregnant girls there (that I’m aware of, I’m sure that number is growing as I speak) and so I am always so glad for their company during the workouts.  I’d probably feel so out of place and self conscious if I belonged to a co-ed class.  I’m also so thankful for the coaches, who are friends of mine outside of the gym and just so great about being encouraging and realistic about what I can do.

But I don’t know, I just didn’t expect things to be so difficult so early!  I feel like I know a lot of other Crossfitting women who are doing strict pullups at 38 weeks pregnant, but um, I can’t do strict pullups when I’m not pregnant.

Cravings: You will probably laugh at this, but I just bought the most amazing olive oil and white balsamic vinegar and now all I want to eat are salads.  Not even kidding, I’ve eaten 4 salads in the past 24 hours and I will probably eat another one tomorrow.  I’ve been buying an organic kale and spinach mix and throwing that in a bowl with some red onion, boiled egg, avocado, and strawberries.  My gosh it is so good.  Baby Middle is certainly getting lots of good nutrients lately!

Weight: I had to laugh to keep from crying at my prenatal appointment last week.  I hopped up on the scale and had gained ANOTHER EIGHT POUNDS.  Now mind you I gained 8 pounds at my last appointment.  I don’t think I’ve ever gained 16lbs in two months in my entire life, pregnant or not.  Part of me isn’t worried about it because I know that I’m eating healthy foods most of the time.  I also know that I’ll lose the weight when the baby is born.  But the other part of me is worrying that if I continue to gain at that rate, I’m going to be so, so, so miserable in July and August when I’m 9 months pregnant.  So I decided to just go back to eating strict paleo for a few weeks, which will at least give me the confidence that if I’m gaining weight quickly it is legitimate baby weight!  (And actually I’ve lost a few pounds since I started that last week!)

Gender Predictions:  We still both feel pretty strongly that we are having a girl, though I think we are both a little hopeful that it’s a boy.  I will be shocked if a boy comes out!   I’m so used to girls at this point that I’d be sort of intimidated by anything else.

Names: Still squatting on a few boy names and several girl names.

Purchases:  I came across a few pretty awesome Craigslist and garage sale steals in the last couple of weeks.  Oatmeal’s mom wanted to get a few more baby supplies since my sister-in-law and I are both due this summer.  I found a bouncer, high chair, and one of those little bouncy swings to go to her house.  I also just bought a really cute banner for Poppyseed’s big girl room, which is slowly but surely coming around.

Overall, it’s starting to really hit me that I’ll have two kids.  I’ve heard friends debate whether it is more difficult to adjust to having one baby or having their second baby, and most of them have had different experiences.  As for me, I absolutely expect that having this baby will be a big change, but nothing as life altering as when Poppyseed was born.  Sometimes I get sort of sad when I think of how I’ll probably never get to just wake up and cuddle in bed with Poppyseed for hours on end anymore, and I’ll feel kind of wary about balancing myself between the two of them.  But overall I have this sort of common sense that reassures me, because I feel like God wouldn’t be giving multiple children if I couldn’t handle and love them the way that they need.  Plus I am constantly amazed at how wonderful of a father that Oatmeal has been to little Poppyseed, and his confidence is so contagious.

So even though my 22nd week hasn’t been my best, I’m still thrilled to be pregnant and looking forward to the next 18-19 weeks!  Here’s a funky iPhone picture that Oatmeal snapped after dinner Friday night.


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