31 weeks, and…am I still running?…I don’t really know, because I haven’t been able to exercise since Monday. I did run on Monday. Does that count?
Yesterday I was asked twice how I’m feeling this late-pregnancy, and I realized I haven’t acknowledged something important: I am doing much better this time than last. I would never have believed that simple crunches and leg lifts would be sufficient strengthening to ward off the I-can’t-walk-or-support-my-weight pain that followed me all the way through the third trimester last time. I have hints of it, but so far, so good. The other thing that I fought last time was constant nausea, which I also don’t have–but that, my doctor told me, was a result of relaxin in combination with eating too much roughage and grease at the same time. I’m thinking a lot about the grease factor in my meal planning this pregnancy, and it’s really made a difference.
The thing about me and illnesses during pregnancy is that they are kind of like atmospheric blocking. Christian brought that term home from work one day and I thought it applied perfectly. When I’m pregnant and I get a cold, it lasts forever. Usually a cold sweeps through a person’s system, pounding them with symptoms and then clearing out. But when I’m pregnant, I get one symptom at a time, and they last for days. So, from Saturday to Wednesday this week, I had no voice. That time span included Mass with the choir, in which I was half the women, a presentation to the med students on Down’s, and leading choir rehearsal on Wednesday. Grr.
The onset of cool weather means two things: first, I am no longer boiling hot all the time, anymore! Second, I was finally able to cook my pie pumpkin this week. Here’s the recipe I used. Although I haven’t made the pie yet, only the pumpkin. Small bites, folks. Small bites.
Julianna and I went to talk to the med students for the second time this week. I was slightly concerned going in; how could we possibly top the last time? But this time, she waltzed into the room yelling “hi!” and hit the flirtation running. She was awesome, people. Umm…except for that little part where she knocked over the table that had a computer on it.
Last week the post that generated the most conversation was about Christmas shopping. In case others are as interested as I was, I thought I would share that this week I received in the mail a catalog from Heifer, International, which gives you the option of purchasing a whole animal or a share in one to give to impoverished people around the world. They suggested using these as gifts for teachers. I was astonished. What a good idea! I know nothing about this organization–it’s the first time I’ve received this–but I know in the past I’ve gotten catalogs from Food For the Poor along the same lines. I’ve thought of it in terms of donations, but never, never in terms of gifts. Any teachers out there want to weigh in? How would you feel about having something like this given in your name in place of gift cards and cookies and hot chocolate mugs?
Those of you who are fellow bloggers know that there are certain watersheds you’re supposed to celebrate on a blog. Like when you reach your first anniversary, or your fifth, or the biggie: the 1,000th post. I passed that milestone about six weeks ago. You’re “supposed” to give out prizes and host drawings and giveaways and all sorts of stuff. I started thinking about what I would write for that post, and decided that it would be a reflection on numbers and why we’re obsessed with them. Only when the time came, I realized I had much more important things to say. I kept that post on my list for two more weeks, and then gave up. I mean, it’s just a number, right?
Have a great weekend!