Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Baby #3: 18 weeks - My Halfway & A Running Confession

18 weeks

My Halfway & A Running Confession

This week is a big week for our family because 18 weeks, historically speaking, is halfway through the pregnancy already. Both Duders and Brub were born early with oldest in the longest at a little over 36 weeks. It's crazy to think that in another 18 to 19 weeks we'll be a family of 5 and not 4. I'll be honest -- I'm more excited for this babe to be out than to remain in even though I know that being pregnant for me is a lot easier than having a little bundle to look after, clean up after, and lose sleep because of. But there is more excitement because I know those first few weeks, tritely put, go too fast. We'll blink and our babe will be sitting up in no time....We never once complained about lost sleep, nighttime wakes, nighttime feeds, or restless naps with Brub because we knew we'd be here in a moment's time. 

That's not to say that some moments were beyond hard and I about lost all of my marbles. I had those too, but rarely in those first weeks. Those moments usually start closer to 1 and 2 years old. Or when the older sibling starts to teach the younger sibling how to break all of the house rules. Whichever comes first. 

Halfway. Incredibly grateful and counting our blessing that is Baby Ram-a-roo #3. 


The Bump tells me that that Babe #3 is yawning, hiccuping, sucking, and swallowing like a champ now and that I should be able to feel the baby kick. Ten-four, Over, and Roget that, whatever you want to say because this babe gets his or her fair share of snuggles with mom every night. It's like he or she knows when the boys go down to bed and (s)he can come out and romp around. It doesn't hurt yet and I more than love it. It the greatest sign that things are on the right track and settles my nervous heart.

There is some swelling, especially as the days start to get humid, but for now we're sort of in the clear. I've given up my biggest guilty pleasure, tortilla chips, because of the salt and I have a feeling that I just bought my last pack of feta cheese. Again, the salt. The varicose veins in my left leg are killer, require a pretty constant compression sock, but have given relief to the right led. I'm so grateful for that!


One of the best ways to combate the varicosity issues is to EXERCISE! It gets the blood moving in all directions and keeps it from pooling in my ankle. But here's the {RUNNING CONFESSION} time....

I had to concede to myself that I would not be able to compete in the half-marathon come June. I will simply be too pregnant. If my past pregnancies were 100% low-risk with no complications, I'd have gone with it until the end. That is just not my case and I have to keep this baby's best interest in mind when I make my own goals right now. Oh, and the whole bladder issue. Baby #3 can do a doozy on your bladder, so I felt that the 3 hours of pounding would only hurt rather than help. That's not the case for all pregnancies, but I felt it prudent to cut back my time running and up my time walking. 

Oh, you thought I'd give in the towel, huh? 

No way. 

There is still running, but it's cut down with a whole lotta walking. And cross-training. And now I look for trails/paths/routes that have hills. Big hills. If I can't build my intensity with speed, I can with incline!

My last run was 41 minutes and {TMI ALERT} I peed myself a bit, so I knew it was time to 'fess up and verbalize to my running buddy that I had to back out of the half. Wanna know something? She already slacked on sending in her registration because she didn't feel I should do it, but felt more strongly that I had to come to that conclusion myself. And that's why we're friends and she's one of the best running buddies I've ever had. 



And one of my favorite running accessories? This SPI belt. Nope, I have no affiliation with them; I just like their belts and feel that they work. It took me years to buy one...basically when I had to start carrying a phone because I had kids and felt I had to be accessible while running sometimes. I don't always carry a phone, but when I carry one it's in a SPI belt.  


So, without the cardio from the running, I've been upping my home workouts a bit. I lost some of the weight-training and lucky for me, found it again thank to T25: Gamma. I always miss lifting weights and can't wait until we can outfit our own home-gym. (We live too far from a gym to make it worth the commute time.) 

PiYo, 21 Day Fix, T25, and INSANITY Max:30 are all keeping me toned while I safely add the weight I need to for the baby's growth. The muscles are a little less defined, my bum is bigger than I'd like, but it's all worth it come another 18 weeks. And at that time I can safely work on getting body back after baby in the comfort of my Forever Home. 


All in all, I'm feeling very confident this week on what's happening and how I'm feeling in regards to Baby #3 and while I'm disappointed that I'm not running the half in June, I can now focus on finding some awesome 5ks that I can run/walk throughout the Pittsburgh area. I can also focus on knowing that I made the right decision and wasn't afraid to listen to my own body. We have to know and realize our limits so we can push through them. Sometimes we have take heed to them. I'm grateful to be able to tell the difference when it comes to my body!

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

HBH: Week 25

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The Ducts, The Plumbing, & The Windows


HUZZAH! We're several steps closer to a finished home and the progress is making Adam feel very productive considering him and his dad are doing this phase themselves. They are running all of the plumbing lines themselves; however, what's nice is that the HVAC contractors were able to come in at the same time and rough in the duct work for the heating and cooling components. 

The first picture below is some of the plumbing that is needed for the laundry room while the second picture is the beginning phase of our powder room. 



Below is where the return air register will be in the our bedroom. Interestingly enough, this return has to be blocked back up and moved because it's actually behind our bedroom door when the door is open. Easy enough for them the contractor to fix, but it's these types of things that I am grateful for Adam and his dad for knowing what to look for and fix before it's too late. 


This open ceiling concept is not nearly as appealing as the kind you find in restaurants. HA! It is, however, a start for our upstairs heating and cooling. 


And THE WINDOWS are almost ALL IN around the house!!! There are still about three windows that have to placed and secured into the frame, but the French door is IN and looks wonderful!


The boys bathroom window and one piece tub unit. I wasn't about to try to clean tile grout with two, possibly three, little boys and their dirt. 


The door leading out to what will be our porch from the dining section of our Great Room. 


Adam was incredibly excited when he was finished all of the plumbing lines for one side of the house. He dry fitted the pipes, so he then had to go back and glue the pieces back together with PVC glue. He'll do the same thing for the other side of the house and then we're ready for the drywall board to be installed. 

Progress, I tell ya! PROGRESS!


Monday, April 13, 2015

BABY #3: 17 weeks

17 WEEKS

Baby Ram-a-Roo #3 was officially 17 weeks yesterday and I officially have my energy back in almost-full-force. It'll never be full-force again until about the kid is 6ish months old, if history repeats itself, but I am feeling so much better than I was even just two weeks ago. 

That doesn't mean, however, that I am not feeling as large as a house already and am hopeful that the it-will-all-even-out starts soon. I also think that my backside is competing with my front-side as to who can grow the biggest fastest. My pre-pregnancy lounge pants no longer fit, as you might be able to see in the picture below, in a comfortable manner. They're simply too small and don't allow me room to move. They also cut into my ever swelling belly. It's time to invest in some actual maternity yoga pants. This week. Tonight even. So much sooner rather than later!


And we swear that there is only one "onion" in there; we have two ultrasounds already to prove it. Which brings up an interesting point that no matter how much I prayed, begged, and cried to God over having this babe, it's still such a hard pill to swallow when you see your body become someone else's and distorted beyond recognition. I know things will go back to normal, so I just have to keep reminding myself that there is no perfect body. I need to love my body even more right now as it does its thing to bring a beautiful and healthy babe into this world....and not too early at that.

The Bump tells me that at 17 weeks, Baby Ram-a-Roo #3 is as big as an onion. More accurately, it's closer to the average of 5 inches and 6 ounces. The "bones" that were once simply cartilage are becoming actual bones and they're also starting to support fat. Many moms-to-be become extra hungry around this time because of this babe's little growth spurt, but still must mind their calorie intake. Lastly, that ever-important lifeline called the umbilical cord is growing stronger and thicker as well.


And as a side-note to my tendencies towards natural childbirth, it was announced yesterday that world renowned natural childbirth educator, Sheila Kitzinger, passed away at her home at the age of 86. Her book, The Complete Book of Pregnancy and Childbirth, was the mainstay of my self-education during my first pregnancy and incomparable reference source during my second. A mother of 5 herself, she will be surely missed! If you are pregnant or know someone that is, get this book. You'll be so happy you did!

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Half Marathon Training: Sunday RunDay

This Sunday RunDay saw my running buddy and me movin' on up in the mileage world. It was our first official mile increase of our training schedule -- 5 miles from 4 miles. Obviously not a huge increase, but I'm such a stickler for the mileage once I actually get training. Back in the day, I'd pull out the Google maps and map my route before I ran it. I was too cheap to buy a gps watch, plus they were way too bulky for my wrist - or so I thought - years ago. 

Not the case anymore and it looks like I'm going to have to get a tracker of some sort. My running buddy, thankfully, has a wrist Garmin and we use that to track our runs. I tracked, well, the normal day, date, and time. Wonderful. It looks like I'll be getting a tracker sooner rather than later.

5.05 miles
and then we walked. Oh joyous God in Heaven, we walked. 

I was quite tired on this run from walking around Pittsburgh's convention center earlier in the day. There was a "live" dinosaur traveling exhibit and my mom and I took the boys to check them out. Three hours walking about and standing about on concrete wrecks havoc on my legs normally, let alone my legs while pregnant. Needless to say, I had to take plenty of walking breaks during those five miles. 

They were a minute long and yes, it's amazing how much you can recover when you speed walk for a minute. And even more amazing how you feel when you accomplished 5 miles on the day you 15 weeks pregnant with your 3rd child. 



Back home, it was instantly life-as-I-know-it while I stretched with the toys and getting head-butted by my cat. You can even see my belly sports bra peaking out from under my Great Race long-sleeve t-shirt. Any cat owner knows....you could not see your cat ALL DAY long, but as soon as you sit down on the floor all bets are off. Especially with my JayBird.


I also wanted to share, once again, my love for my compression socks. I purchased them from a local running store and they're the most magnificent things for keeping my pregnant legs in check. I wore them the whole time I was at the convention center, the whole time I was running, and I wear them during the day most days of the week. Yes, there are times when I wish I didn't have to wear them...ask me in July's heat when I'm super pregnant. I know, however, that there is no throbbing in my legs, especially my left calf, when I wear them. Aside from having premature babies, which is a doozy of a complication, varicose veins are my biggest complication. There isn't too much to complain about when you consider what could go wrong.

My compression socks are CEP as mentioned here, but there are all types of compression socks and stockings out there. There are even pregnancy-specific ones if you so choose to have those. But these work just fine for me.

New shoes also help keep the knee pain away. I was running on flat tires for some time and it was way pass time to invest in new sneaks. I wear a 2A narrow sneaker, so seeing the amazing colors of NOT blue made my heart skip a beat. I've been wearing blue running sneakers for 15 years now. Not any more!!!

Happy Running!