Peaceful Times

So, 39+ weeks.  Will she come this week?  Next week?  41+ weeks?  I don't know because she won't tell me. :)  My family is betting on July 4th, while Dave thinks it will be this weekend.  My yoga instructor thinks I haven't enjoyed a vacation yet, so the baby will hold out for this week so I can relax.  I don't have any intuitive feeling one way or another.  I just think she will come when the time is right, and I love that.  

I continue to embrace every belly kick, nap, walk with my dogs, and conversation with my husband that I will have between now and then.  I am in no rush, and I find great joy in being patient and relishing in the surprise.  In a world full of expectation and the need to be immediately gratified, it is fun to relax and let change come to me.    

These days I am enjoying walking (if it is not too hot), swimming (if the pool is cold), and prenatal yoga (my favorite!!).  The heat really affects me more than I could have ever imagined.  With all of my blood being shunted to my tummy, I have a hard time cooling down.  I have to stay close to home when I walk, because I sometimes wear out very quickly!  One day I only made it 23 seconds before I realized it was not a good idea! I am getting a huge kick out of walking around my neighborhood because cars/people stare at me when I walk by, and I now hear things like, "you look like you are about to explode!"  Yes, yes....it is because I AM about to explode! :) 

Dave gets to be the picture of the week. I think by now we all know what I look like pregnant, so I won't bore everyone with more preggo pics.  I am giving the dogs as many walks and snuggles as I can so that they will be patient with me the first few weeks of new baby chaos. 

Pregnancy has been mostly fun.  It has been a great opportunity for me to spend more time with family and friends.  It has also been a great time to just spend quiet time with me and my baby as we just relax, think lots of positive thoughts, and just be.  I have heard that some women hate being pregnant, and some people love it.  I have loved it.  There have been a few tough times, but it is a very special experience too.  Of course I would love to be able to swim/bike/run again, but it has been a lot of fun taking a detour and seeing another side of life.  

My next prenatal visit is tomorrow, and I will write a post afterwards with my final weight gain number to hopefully normalize such a sensitive topic for my other preggo friends.  :)

xoxo  Happy week!!!