This week starts my third trimester, folks! The bump is rounding out and I'm surprised to be feeling pretty darn good going into the final stretch. Time has been flying by, and honestly, I hope that doesn't change. I can't wait to meet and hold and sing to my little girl. Her little kicks and nudges - as shocking as they sometimes are - still make me smile with wonder and amazement.
So, here's what I've been up to as we start off this 7th month:
Reading - Bringing Up Bébé and loving it. I see a lot of similarities in her experiences with French families compared to my own experiences. Although it's more of a leisurely read for me than an educational one, I find myself learing interesting things about how Gui was raised and how he actually views parenthood. It surprises me how some of the same ideals are still in play now as when he was growing up in France.
Creating - I finished up my first knit baby dress last week, so right now I'm focusing on the baby blanket I've had set aside. Pretty soon, I'll have more time on my hands to work on a few sewing projects I've been queueing up, too.
Craving - I kind of can't get enough ice cream, frozen yogurt and chocolate these days. I could eat it all day, which I know is probably not a good idea. So, I've been making a yogurt fruit smoothie in the morning and allowing myself some ice cream for my after-dinner dessert. Topping my list of favorite flavors - Blue Bell dutch chocolate, and plain, old tangy froyo. Miam.
Coping with – the pelvic pain that’s hit me recently. I know it’s pretty common to feel the bones shifting “down there” as my body makes way for a baby to pass through, but the discomfort is giving me that signature pregnancy waddle and waking me up at night. I hope it doesn’t last all trimester.
Looking forward to - the weekend! Our friends are throwing us a baby shower on Sunday and I can’t wait to spend time with all of them celebrating the expansion of our circle (and my waistline). Any excuse to hang out with some of my favorite people all at the same time is a good one. Especially when it involves grub and champagne (I may even indulge in a demi-coupe, myself).