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    Emily Malone

    culinary arts grad. nutrition facts lover. vegetarian chef. marathon runner. country music maniac. failed dog trainer. barre fanatic. loving mama.

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    A Look Back.



Week 33: My Pregnancy Journey.

I am definitely to the point where the weeks are starting to run together.  I remember back when I was like seven weeks pregnant, and I would hear women with giant bellies claim to not even remember how far along they were, I would think “how can you not remember?  THIS IS THE BIGGEST DEAL IN THE WORLD.”  Because back then every day felt like a week just waiting to get to the point where my pregnancy felt “safe” and real.

And while, at least in my personal world, it still is the biggest deal, it really is easy to lose track when you are counting forty-ish weeks.  But somehow, I have ended up at thirty three!

How Big is the Baby?

Casey’s eyes got really big when he saw the size of this pineapple.  “Which part are we talking about?  No way is anything that large inside of you.”

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But it’s true!  At almost 5 pounds and 19-22 inches long, this baby is the real deal. 

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The pounds are what really amazes me. I know so many babies that have been born in the 5-6 pound range, and I can’t believe that one of those is in my belly. I imagine it won’t really feel possible until I see him for myself!

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How I’m Feeling

More of the same – giant stomach and sore boobs.  Casey turned to me the other day and said, “I wonder what the dogs think is going on with your stomach…”  It’s funny to think about.  Have they noticed that there is something gigantic on the front of me?  Indy curls up with me sometimes and rests his head on my stomach.  I wonder if he feels the kicks.

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Unfortunately the back pain and subsequent lack of sleep has continued this week.  I have tried a few of your suggestions, and have started sitting on a giant exercise ball, which definitely helps.  Tomorrow, I’m splurging and getting my first prenatal massage.  Crossing my fingers that it helps relieve some of the muscle pain and lets me get some much needed sleep. 

I had a bit of a third trimester pity party last weekend when I had to face some serious realities about my activity level, and what I’m capable of at this point.  But now I’m trying hard to just listen to my body, and let it do what it needs to do to prepare for the main event.

How I’m Changing

Check out the growth just ten weeks apart – this third trimester is NO joke!

Week 13 (1st trimester) and week 23 (2nd trimester)…

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And now week 33 – the third trimester!  Yowsas!

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The main problem I have now is that I’m running out of clothes.  Many of my maternity pants aren’t fitting around my ever expanding waistline anymore, and the tops are even starting to feel too small in the boobs.  I can’t bring myself to buy more clothes with just a few weeks left, so I’m trying hard to make do with what is left, and hoping Casey doesn’t notice that I wear the same three outfits in a rotation.

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It’s hard for me to imagine that I can get much bigger than this, but I guess I’ve been saying that since the very beginning.  At least my second pair of maternity jeans still fits, and I pretty much wear them every day.  I will miss this giant elastic waist when I have to go back to actually buttoning my pants closed.

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Exercising for Two

More of the same – walking, weights, and yoga.  I’ve still been able to keep up with our 3-mile lake walks, but more often than not I need Casey to take both dogs now.  The leash pulling gets to be too much for me, and it’s easier for me to just walk beside him with the pups. 

We ordered our stroller last week, and it arrived over the weekend!  We ended up choosing the BOB Revolution CE in a fun plum color.

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I have been threatening to take it to the lake and walk with it (empty) just for practice.  That’s not crazy, right?  We also got the infant car seat adapter, and I can’t wait to use it!

I’m also really enjoying my prenatal yoga class, and I hope I’m able to keep going up until the very end. 

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Speaking of the end, I have this gut feeling that this guy is coming early.  As of my last midwives appointment, I was measuring about 1.5 weeks ahead (in belly size), and I believe it.  I have no signs of labor and overall I still feel great.  I just feel kind of…done.  My hope is that he hangs out in there for a few more weeks until he’s fully grown and truly ready.  But I should probably start thinking about washing sheets and clothes now just in case…

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Speaking of baby clothes, he is super spoiled and got another adorable gift yesterday from our Seattle friend, Lacey.  Check out this adorable gift bag!  I wish I was crafty.

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Inside – a precious American Apparel onesie with a big C on it.  Absolutely perfect!  Huey and I both thought it was pretty great.

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I have another midwife appointment this afternoon, since I’m down to going every two weeks now.  Just 45 days left until my official due date.  Trying to make each one count!

For more pregnancy-related posts or previous weekly updates, please visit the pregnancy page.  Also check out this week’s Babble!



Listening To My Body.

At my wise old age of 30, I have learned that in life there are many different types of relationships.  I am a wife, a sister, a daughter, and I’m working on becoming a mother.  Each of these relationships is completely different, none necessarily more important than the other.

Recently I’ve realized that there is another relationship in my life that, until now, I haven’t consciously paid much attention to – my relationship with my body.

Every type of relationship functions on communication and conversation, and whether we realize it or not, this one is no different. 

Over the last few years that I have been a runner, I have asked my body to do things that at one point I never thought it could do.  I trained, I fueled, and I prepared.  I asked it to allow me to run in extreme cold and in grueling summer heat.  And it listened.

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And on multiple occasions, I have asked it to carry me very long distances – sometimes 26.2 miles at a time – and each time, it has listened. 

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And just as any conversation should involve equal give and take, sometimes my body lets me know when it has had enough.  And to return the favor of carrying me those long miles, I listen.

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When running alone wasn’t enough anymore, and I decided to start incorporate heavy strength training, I asked my body to go further.  I worked until my body shook, and I pushed myself to new limits.  My body responded with muscles and tone that I had only ever seen on others, but never in my own mirror.

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A few years later, I told my body I was ready to have a baby.  But all I heard was silence.  Loud and deafening silence.

I was frustrated and confused.  Everything I had asked to do before had been answered.  I slowly and hesitantly let go of the urge to control, and decided to give my body the time it needed to learn how to deal with my latest request.

And then one day, when it was ready, it responded

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And overnight, the conversation shifted.  For years I have worked and pushed myself to new limits – physically, mentally, and emotionally.  I have always been the one in charge.

But my body talks to me now.  Take a nap.  Take a break.  Eat a snack.

I am tired, my back hurts, and I barely even recognize myself.  But this is all just part of the conversation.  It is my body’s way of talking to me and preparing me for something that once again, at one point I never thought I would be able to do.

It has been refreshing to take a step back and be the listener instead of the leader.

Many times before, I have worked hard to prepare myself for big events – races, marathons, and new personal records.  This time my body is preparing me for the biggest event of all.  And just as I have done before, I am training, fueling, and preparing.

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But most importantly, I am listening.

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