back to the grind
so, after some time on “house arrest/bed rest”, i got the okay to start working out again. it’s been two weeks and i feel totally flabby and out of shape - which is usually the norm. i had a great, solid four weeks of working out and could tell a difference. then the brakes got put on.
but now the doctors have signed off and i’m back at it. my cutie pie trainer, now known as CPT - think a minnesotan cameron diaz - and i jumped back in today, slowly. i have to keep a close eye on my heart-rate and it has to be low impact and no crunches. gah! no crunches? i’ll never be rid of the pooch, never, never, NEVER!
it felt great though, i didn’t think that i would miss it as much as i have.
AND
i heard bunny’s heartbeat today. i had my first OB appointment and i love, love, love the CNP that i saw. i’ll have the same Dr. as i had last time, but i really like the CNP, and she’s been doing it for a long time, and she’s so laid back. i remember when i was preggers with boo, that when i found out i was preggers, that was it. i was pregnant and i knew it and i knew it would be okay. this time, i had no idea i was preggers, i feel totally different. as you know, it took me a while to come around. but after today, i really feel like it’s real and it’s going to happen. and they had me book all these appointments and an ultrasound, and it’s just like “yep, you’re pregnant. bam bam bam!”
i was also noticing some other differences this time around. last time, my boobs were killing me, this time, totally fine. last time, i had such a sensitivity to smell, this time - nothing of the kind. last time i could eat just about everything - this time - no way, everything i eat goes through me.
bet you think it’s going to be a boy now, huh?
me too.