Seeing as the most exciting parts of my day included a one hour nap and a cry from pain in the shower, I don’t have much to say. I couldn’t muster much more energy after that shower. Darn personal hygiene and social decorum to look presentable at church tonight. For that reason, this post will be short and sweet. I know you all are likely sick of hearing the ailments of this pregnancy. Believe me, so am I. But that’s all I got for a post right now. A need to vent. Please forgive me as I wax poetic about this once again. I promise it will be the last time…for at least a good while.

I miss my cheer and energy. I hate feeling lazy. I hate being grumpy and I know it has happened more often than normal the past 7 months.

I miss my “happy place” body. Yea, I said it. I don’t feel poorly about how I look right now. I don’t analyze my size or bemoan extra softness. I still feel beautiful. I just miss feeling fit and having the ability to do things I can do in that non-pregnant, back in the strong workouts body.(And I can’t believe how small she was only a bit over a year ago!)

I miss wine. ‘Nough said.

I miss sushi. ‘Nough said. Well, besides that Peter will be brining me some for dinner sometime after delivery. Yes, in the hospital. I wonder if they will allow him to bring in some wine too? Hmmmm…..

I miss sleep. Yea yea yea. I won’t get much following the birth with a newborn. But at least the sleep I do get will feel comfortable. Stomach sleep, how I miss you.

I miss smaller boobs. Yea yea yea. Those will get bigger for awhile afterwards too thanks to nursing. But at least there will be an end in sight.

I miss not knowing what sciatic pain was. Oh, dear heavens, ignorance really is bliss when it comes to that.

I miss craving healthy food. I still eat it, and ultimately enjoy it, but I don’t love it. I miss loving it!

I miss pain medicine. I don’t take it very often, but when I do I usually need something stronger. Tylenol just does not work for me.

I miss control of my bladder. Going to the bathroom one zillion times a day and having to take care when sneezing, laughing, or coughing gets old real fast.

I miss my mind. I forget things so easily. I lost a flip flop today. I still have no clue where that sucker went. I had them both on when I sat down on the couch, then one when I stood up. How? How?!

I miss the freedom to be me. Plain and simple. I miss being me.

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You would think after such a busy weekend, that my 2 year old daughter would sleep in longer this morning from all the exhaustion. Instead, she is awake and ready to play at 6 am.

You would think that I don’t care about my looks or how I present myself in public when I choose to leave the house looking like this.

You would be right. It was rainy, chilly, and all together gross outside when we headed to the grocery store this morning. I didn’t exactly feel like showering to get poured on. I’ll happily don the sweats look and shower later.

You would think that with Halloween bark, fudge, and special chocolate chip cookies inhabiting our house I would lack will power and sit around to eat it all day. You would be mistaken. The bark is going in “Boo” goody bags. The cookies are going in the freezer because we still have too many to eat while still fresh. The fudge…well, the fudge will stay out for one small piece after lunch at a time. 😀 I think the Maple Walnut is the best fudge I have ever tasted.

You would think that a pregnant woman can give you a run for your money in the eating department. You have never experienced pregnancy heartburn then, have you? I have very little appetite and honestly don’t eat much. Even this weekend, with all the food I appeared to indulge in, the portions were pretty miniscule and nothing compared to the room I would have had for them if not pregnant.  I constantly feel full. I had to force myself to eat lunch today in fact. All I wanted was this…

The first Honeycrisp apple I have ever tasted. Oh my deliciousness! Then I decided one, albeit large, apple could not suffice for a lunch. I choked down a pb sandwich to try to get as many calories in the smallest form possible. I foresee a lot of nutbutter in my future. I know I need the calories for helping baby B grow, but cannot fathom eating anything high volume right now.

You would think I am trying to grow a fur coat. I haven’t shaved my legs in over a week and honestly have no desire to do so. It hurts and can be difficult to bend to reach certain sections. I know I need to give in though when little M touches my leg and says “Roxy fur!! Mommy leg Roxy fur!” For the record, this is Roxy…

I can go to the store in sweats, but I have more pride than having myself compared to our dog, even if done by my two year old. I can understand those women who schedule a waxing session at the end of the pregnancy. I’m too cheap.

You would think I would have more to say…but I don’t. I need to go tutor and then come home for dinner and relaxing with my husband. I hope you all had a great Monday! See you tomorrow. 😀

• Have you ever had a professional wax? I’ve done eyebrows of course and I did have to do the bikini thing for my competition. It actually wasn’t so bad!
• What are some low volume, but calorically dense (and healthy) food options? They may be all I can stomach soon. I have no room in my belly and its only going to get MORE cramped!
• Don’t forget to ASK ME ANYTHING for the November Q + A series!
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