We made it.
Outside the hotel, along the bay.
After a 7.5 hour flight to Newark, followed by a 6.5 hour flight to San Francisco a few days later, we finally made it “home”. Hoping that the vacation feel will soon come to an end. Staying at an extended stay hotel doesn’t help matters. But we are two seconds from closing a deal on a place to live. So living out of a suitcase may soon come to an end and I can start nesting!! Wheee!
Here I am at 27 weeks. Looking quite round.
Sadly my diet has suffered in the last two weeks. I am finding it quite hard to make good decisions. But today I skipped on the greasy complimentary breakfast and went for cereal and a yoghurt. Baby steps…
28 weeks as of Monday. Time is flying.
I don’t know how much weight I’ve gained but I don’t feel overly pudgier than usual. My belly has gotten bigger but I can’t see any other changes. To keep any extra weight gain at bay I’m going to start walking along…wait for it…the bay! There’s a great path along the bay and I am looking forward to seeing how far I can go.
As for Chexie, his movements are getting quite forceful and constant. He used to mostly move in the early morning and at night, like clockwork. Now it’s throughout the day. I don’t mind, I quite enjoy his jabs. I guess his internal clock is messed up like mine. I have been waking up at 3AM. Not sure if it’s the pregnancy or jet-lag. But luckily I’ve been getting enough sleep to carry me into the evening. At 5PM I just want to pass out. If I make it past 9PM I’m golden.
So that’s that. We are in the States and looking forward to feeling/getting settled!
I love that a lot of my regular clothes are still wearable. For instance, this Gap dress I bought for a bargain ages ago. It definitely does the job: fits well, it’s comfortable and not too short. Layered up with a cardi makes it instantly warm enough for fall. Excuse the pink cheeks and pulled-back hairdo. I’m overdo for a haircut so I just pulled it back after showering this morning. Confession: I love it when I can pull it back and work the Robert Palmer Addicted to Love Video Girl look. It’s nice to be lazy sometimes.
I paired the dress with some teal tights and Toms. I hate these shoes. I am not going to lie. They are the biggest pain in the ass to put on. Even if I didn’t have a belly to work around I would find these quite difficult to put on. And these are the second pair to disappoint me. I’m not a TOMS fan. Rant over.
Being pregnant has made me reevaluate the clothes in my closet and rethink how I can wear them. I’m loving it! New life for old clothes.
And I love being pregnant. There. I said it. I LOVE it. Aside from the worrying that comes with it, I love the way my body feels, looks. But I am quite fortunate so far int hat I’ve had nothing serious to contend with (KNOCK ON WOOD), like morning sickness. My aches and pains remind me of the pains I suffered after long runs: satisfying. To me those aches are telling me, “Good going!” or “Keep at it!”. I hope against hope that my body keeps at it and doesn’t decide to bring on the pain and discomfort with the third trimester. Because, you never know.