It has been one incredibly hectic week and I don't even have an infant to worry about just yet. I can only imagine how busy I will be at that time. The weather is so much nicer and cooler this week, and when you are in the last trimester of your pregnancy..you appreciate that. During the really hot weeks, I felt like I was literally in an oven. Now I understand the phrase "bun in the oven." I had to sit in my cubicle at work with the fan directly on me. My co-workers kept saying it's the hormones. So....hormones can make you that hot?? And I'm the kind of girl who luuuuuvvvs Miami. Before I was ever prego, I used to tell people, I could move to a place where I never had to see winter again and be really happy about it. So it was really strange when during my sweat sessions at work, I found myself day dreaming about winter's arrival this year.
How do women who live in hot places stand the last trimester? Thank goodness I'm due in November. So it's a Friday night and I'm at home exhausted from a full and busy work week. That's not to say that Friday night's were such a wild time for me when I wasn't prego, but I wouldn't stay in EVERY Friday night either. I think deep down, I longed for something more grounding in my life. Nothing sounds better to me right now than to curl up with a good book and lay in bed. I have to be up incredibly early tomorrow anyways. Whenever I wanted to just stay in on the weekends before, my friends would not really allow me to and urged me to go out with them. Once in awhile, I got to do what I wanted and stayed in, but I got the strangest looks from people every time I told them I was seriously a homebody! I don't know what it was about my appearance that told people that I enjoyed the social scene so much. I am young and outgoing, and I must say cute looking (not gorgeous), but there are more things to life then getting buzzed every single weekend! But I can't lie, I do miss my glass of wine during dinner on occasion and a cold beer during the hot times. The sacrifices you make to ensure your baby is going to be okay in his little home for now.
The worst thing I've really had to sacrifice though is my daily jolt of strong coffee in the mornings! I feel like a zombie for the first 40 minutes at work each day and can't do anything about it. My doctor has been pretty strict...he really does not want me to consume any caffeine, I'm not sure if it's because of my size or what. I'm a pretty petite girl, but I've heard that some women are allowed a bit of coffee each day. Maybe my doctor's overprotective?? Not sure, but too afraid to go against his orders. So the first real taste of espresso in a few months will be like a drop of heaven for me...
Lastly since I've started this blog, I realize I haven't discussed any further on how it feels like to be prego and not have the father in my life. To be honest, the first 3-4 months of realizing that I was going at it alone, deeply saddened me. I would cry myself to sleep afraid of what the future held and what the opinion of others would be. However, everyone who knows me knows that I'm incredibly independent and resilient. They kept telling me that I was going to be fine and I am very fortunate to have the support that I have. Sure enough, after the 4th month, I slowly got used to the idea of raising my baby without his father. I also read other stories from single mom's and it truly uplifted me. Now I'm happy to say, I have never looked back and am incredibly excited about the future. My co-worker even made a comment today before I left that I'm really lucky because I didn't have to answer to anybody, which made me laugh out loud. And it's so true! That's the best part! Pretty soon that will all change and the demands of my little man will command all of my attention. :) By the way, I found this picture above at this one website and thought it was beautiful..it's not me :)
How do women who live in hot places stand the last trimester? Thank goodness I'm due in November. So it's a Friday night and I'm at home exhausted from a full and busy work week. That's not to say that Friday night's were such a wild time for me when I wasn't prego, but I wouldn't stay in EVERY Friday night either. I think deep down, I longed for something more grounding in my life. Nothing sounds better to me right now than to curl up with a good book and lay in bed. I have to be up incredibly early tomorrow anyways. Whenever I wanted to just stay in on the weekends before, my friends would not really allow me to and urged me to go out with them. Once in awhile, I got to do what I wanted and stayed in, but I got the strangest looks from people every time I told them I was seriously a homebody! I don't know what it was about my appearance that told people that I enjoyed the social scene so much. I am young and outgoing, and I must say cute looking (not gorgeous), but there are more things to life then getting buzzed every single weekend! But I can't lie, I do miss my glass of wine during dinner on occasion and a cold beer during the hot times. The sacrifices you make to ensure your baby is going to be okay in his little home for now.
The worst thing I've really had to sacrifice though is my daily jolt of strong coffee in the mornings! I feel like a zombie for the first 40 minutes at work each day and can't do anything about it. My doctor has been pretty strict...he really does not want me to consume any caffeine, I'm not sure if it's because of my size or what. I'm a pretty petite girl, but I've heard that some women are allowed a bit of coffee each day. Maybe my doctor's overprotective?? Not sure, but too afraid to go against his orders. So the first real taste of espresso in a few months will be like a drop of heaven for me...
Lastly since I've started this blog, I realize I haven't discussed any further on how it feels like to be prego and not have the father in my life. To be honest, the first 3-4 months of realizing that I was going at it alone, deeply saddened me. I would cry myself to sleep afraid of what the future held and what the opinion of others would be. However, everyone who knows me knows that I'm incredibly independent and resilient. They kept telling me that I was going to be fine and I am very fortunate to have the support that I have. Sure enough, after the 4th month, I slowly got used to the idea of raising my baby without his father. I also read other stories from single mom's and it truly uplifted me. Now I'm happy to say, I have never looked back and am incredibly excited about the future. My co-worker even made a comment today before I left that I'm really lucky because I didn't have to answer to anybody, which made me laugh out loud. And it's so true! That's the best part! Pretty soon that will all change and the demands of my little man will command all of my attention. :) By the way, I found this picture above at this one website and thought it was beautiful..it's not me :)
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