We’re solidly in the third trimester now, 29 weeks on the nose. This morning, I took a tape measure to my belly to check my fundal height, and I even closed my eyes so I wouldn’t cheat – 28.5cm, my friends. So I am doing just fine at growing a baby … not even overachieving, as I tend to do! If anyone, however, needs a reminder of what I look like when I am "due any day now" or "about to pop", feel free to click here: www.flickr.com/photos/leacey/7907181574/in/dateposted-pub… It’s true, I’m not that big yet!
I went to a chiropractor last week, the lovely Janelle Sturtz of Imagine Chiropractic in Hillsborough, NC. Here is where I give my full endorsement to run to a wonderful chiropractor to any and all pregnant women who are suffering SI joint dysfunction in pregnancy. She has helped me tremendously, and I am in such a good place that I am finally back to exercising again, when I was feeling pretty much incapable of anything beyond regular life. Looking very much forward to visiting with her again next week.
There are many ways that we can care for our bodies and I feel like this pregnancy has shed a whole new light on this for me. I have never been in so much physical discomfort at a base level, and for some reason the elevation of that has really brought it into my head, too. I have always been sensitive to what others are saying/thinking about me, but it has seemed overly invasive this time around.
So, my recent revelation is that I must worship and love my body to the fullest extent in order to remind myself of and thank myself for all that it is doing for me right now.
Reaching a level of physical comfort that has allowed me to exercise gently has been tremendous in the past few weeks. There is nothing quite so peaceful and wonderful as slipping into the pool while Henry and Cora are at preschool and feeling the weightlessness take over my body. Swimming lets me move and relax simultaneously which is over the top amazing. To boot, I can feel and see my muscle tone returning and it is spectacular! And when I swim, I somehow fill my brain with positive, meditative thoughts.
I am also continuing to keep my house stocked with awesome food, and taking time to prepare it and have it ready in my fridge so that I can eat all the good things whenever I am hungry, which is ALL THE TIME. Tuscan kale massaged with olive oil, lemon, and balsamic vinegar, whole milk greek yogurt with strawberries, pumpkin, flax, and chia seeds, chicken salad, boiled eggs, carrots, sugar snaps, sweet peppers with hummus, cut up watermelon and pineapple, lox and cream cheese or avocado on toasted seedy bread, cucumber with vidalias, salt and pepper. Worship the belly my friends, worship the belly!
And then – allowing frivolity into my life … allowing frivolity to be a necessity! Fresh cut flowers on the table is what I need. Getting a pedicure when my toes feel too hard to reach (they are, really). Picking strawberries with the kids and churning our own ice cream with them, and making sure to invite friends over to eat it with us so I don’t eat it all myself!
I need not cry because strangers who intend no harm at all think I will be delivering my baby sometime next week and feel the need to let me know that. I shall not dwell upon the fact that my sleep is discontinuous and never quite enough. I will not dread the digestive discomfort I tend to experience every evening regardless of my evening meal choice. Just because I take care of multiple women having their 3rd baby who seem to have oddly dysfunctional labors does not mean that the same thing will happen to me, or that because I grew a big baby last time that I am destined to grow an even bigger one this time.
Thank you, body, for housing and nourishing this little or maybe not so little being. Thank you for being capable of doing this, and eventually for carrying me through the labor and delivery, too. Thank you, mind, for helping me remember that I am healthy, well, and normal (relatively?!) Thank you.
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