Six weeks left to go to full-term! |
I've been able to be very active over these last few weeks -- the weather has been great, beautiful and sunny and breezy in the 60's and 70's. I try to walk at least 3 miles a day along the Embarcadero which passes right behind out building, and throw in some stretching and strength moves in the park nearby. I walked a total of about 30 miles last week, and I've averaged 15-20 miles per week since the first trimester ended and I got some energy back. I'd like to start some prenatal yoga in the next couple of weeks to help keep me flexible and prepare for labor. Thankfully my activity seems to be keeping the leg-swelling that affects many women at bay, though I'm getting a teeny bit swollen in my feet and ankles during work so I try to take a walk after lunch to get the blood flowing.
The view from the inside |
Her rhythms tend to match ours -- she's usually active most of the day while I'm at work, and she likes to push and brace herself while I'm walking, though this morning she took a nap where I couldn't get her to move at all no matter how much I poked and prodded her. Hopefully this napping habit will last after birth, but it was disconcerting at first until she suddenly punched my bladder and recommenced squirming as usual. She's still very active while we eat dinner and wind down for the night, and then she seems to stay blessedly quiet all night while we sleep. Doug usually puts his hand around my belly as we fall asleep and he can feel her squirming and trying to get comfy for the night. My bladder gets me out of bed 6-10 times per night and I can feel Baby move when I lay back down, but she settles down fast so I can get back to sleep.
I think it's so sweet how she seems to wake up when we do. Doug and I usually cuddle for a while as we wake up. As we start talking and moving around more, she begins to stir and stretch and start bouncing just a little. And by the time I get to work she's in full squirmy mode.
Doug has started kissing my belly after he kisses me when we wake up. He says he has to say good morning to his girls. Heart. Melting.
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