I stopped caring

26weeksSomething happened after my last post. She kicked and I saw my belly move. Suddenly, everything made sense. I’m growing a fucking baby inside of me. What is WRONG with me? Why am I being so neurotic??? So, I’m done caring about what everyone else thinks.

I get 40 weeks (give or take) to grow and experience something millions of people will not. It’s beautiful. It’s amazing. It’s incredible.

So, I resolve for the next +/- 14 weeks to just enjoy the ride.

I had my 26 week appointment and everything was great. The Mid Wife was STELLAR and assured me multiple times that she thought I would do great with a natural, unmedicated birth given my mindset on it all. My blood pressure was 110/70 still and I’ve had no complications.

To date, I’ve gained 19 lbs. The normal range is 16-22 pounds at 26 weeks, so I’m smack dab in the middle. I’ll absolutely take it. And guess what? If I gain more, I gain more. I know how to lose weight. Period. End of story. I’m not eating 100% crap, but I am indulging more than I have in years. On the flip side of it, I haven’t truly indulged in YEARS, so I’m probably eating pretty damn normal after all.

I’m done caring about if I look pregnant or fat, if I’m a terrible person for not going exercising as much as I think I should, if I’ve eaten too much pizza, and if I’m “glowing” or just broken out. I am what I am and that’s pregnant.

Her nursery is slowly coming together. I’ll post pics when it’s all done. My shower is at the end of September. We are in week 8 of our 12 week Bradley Method Class, too. It’s all going SO fast now!



3 thoughts on “I stopped caring

  1. you definitely look beautifully pregnant. pregnancy is such a short “blip” in the timeline of life. enjoy it. savour it (and whatever else you feel like savoring). sometimes not caring is the best decision you can make 🙂

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