Prego Winter Blues

Feb 06

While my pregnancy has challenged me from the very beginning (which was pretty early, at only 3 weeks), I’d have to say that this past month has really been difficult.

I can attribute my less-than-perfect mood to many things. However, I really think that this horrible Ohio winter has played one of the biggest roles. We’ve had a colder, snowier than usual winter, leaving everyone in basically constant hibernation. In the beginning, I would tell everyone how great it is that I won’t have to be huge and pregnant in the super hot summer months. How perfect would this “surprise” time line be? Who wouldn’t love to stay nice and cozy during gestation, and deliver in May/June with the perfect summer vacation maternity leave?

Well, I have changed my mind. I would absolutely kill to be pregnant in spring or summer. And here is why. I am so sick of hibernating in my basement watching television, while deepening the crater in the middle couch cushion. I already can’t manage to eat right (it’s one extreme or the other for this girl), and now I can’t even get outside for some gentle walks? Kyle and I walk or bike almost daily when it’s warm out. It provides us the opportunity to relax after work, talk, enjoy our dogs, and get some exercise. I miss going to the park and walking so much. I wish I could be that person who can stand doing prenatal pilates dvds every day, or walking on a treadmill. But a) I don’t have a treadmill, b) workout dvds bore me to tears and c) I’ve developed awful sciatica and can’t lay flat – meaning, floor exercises are the equivalent of war-torture.

Going to the grocery store on a Saturday, or the chiropractor…or sitting in a movie theatre for 2 hours, these small and stupid time-killers have become the highlights of my life. I have 4(ish) more months, how does anyone make it past this ridiculous stretch? At least at the end, there will be two cute and squishable baby girls to fuss over. And I can get back on track to my new goal…MILF.

This was a terribly shallow and whiny blog post. I apologize.

How about I type their names again…because it’s fun, and weird? And awkward? And fun?



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