Running While Pregnant: 34 Weeks

I don’t know why I’ve titled this “Running While Pregnant”…truth is, I haven’t run since early December. I had stopped running in my neighborhood because the hills were making my breathing and heartrate skyrocket, which isn’t good for the baby. So I was doing mile repeats on a strip by my CrossFit box because it was flat, but that was only on Saturdays. It just got discouraging for me, so I just stopped.

Which that discourages me, too. I had hoped to continue running as long as I could…and maybe I did accomplish that. But when I think about that moment that I’ll get to start running again, I get scared–is it going to be as hard restarting my running as it was when I first started running eight years ago? How will I mentally handle the fact that my speed that I was constantly increasing successfully is completely gone? And what about learning to run with a stroller? That’s going to be another uphill battle.

So those have been some thoughts in my mind lately about running…but man, do I miss it! There have been many moments lately where I’ve just wanted to lace up my shoes and just go run. There’s something about a sweaty, heavy breathing run that can just take away the stress and worries of everyday life, and I’ve missed that.

But that doesn’t mean I have completely stopped working out–I still go to Man O’War CrossFit just about every morning. I’m still doing the strength portions and the WODs, just at my own pace and lowered weights. I’m determined to keep going as long as I can.

Please someone buy this for Baby A&W! :-)

Please someone buy this for Baby A&W! 🙂

I’ve had a few hiccups with Baby A&W that required me to be under observation–mostly for being a little lazy (which turned out to be fine), and once for having some slight contractions (which I couldn’t feel, so the doctor said they weren’t pre-term labor contractions). Because of the latter, I’ve been advised to take the “intensity” out of my workouts and to “take it easy” with activity. It’s very hard for me to “take it easy” because I try to give everything I do my all, and hate to feel like I half-assed something. But I know it’s for the good of the baby’s health, as well as my own.

It’s hard to believe it’s already January…I’m 34 weeks along, and the countdown is getting smaller and smaller. We have an ultrasound on Monday and then we plan for the last month with the doctor and see where things are.

Catching Up: Already at 25 Weeks Pregnant!?

I have totally been slacking on my blogging. Not just on here, but on my dog agility blog and on my freelancing business’s website. I don’t know what it’s been–I think I’m just so tired of being on the computer all day at work that I don’t want to do any more work when I get home. Plus, I have the article assignments that are always due, and when I get some gumption, I’m working on our baby registries online (which may or may not be easier than doing it at home).

So let’s see…where did I leave you last? Oh, yeah…I was preparing to run in the Iron Horse Half Marathon. Well, I did it…13.1 miles while 22 weeks pregnant. I’m trying to get at least one of the race photos for use in the wrap-up post, which is why you haven’t heard anything about it yet. Thank you for all of the positive affirmations when I posted my trepidations. I greatly appreciated them!

Since my last post, at 21 weeks, life has slowed down for me…for the most part. October was busy with weekends packed with different events with the dogs and for work. Last week I made a solo trip up to Columbus, Ohio, to cover the All American Quarter Horse Congress for a magazine. This event is huge–it’s the largest, single-breed horse show in the world, lasts more than three weeks, and has some of the best horse shopping you could ever hope for. It made me miss my horse showing days and my horse show buddies. It was a long day, but still fun. Lots of great horses, yummy food, and fun shopping.

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We’ve had our 25 week doctor’s appointment, and things are going well. Baby A&W is actually measuring 26.5 weeks, and according to the doctor’s notes, I’ve only gained 14 pounds. I took some time off from running due to recovery and schedule, but I’m slowly starting to get back into it with shorter runs after work (2.5-3.5 miles), which are much more manageable. Last week M even rode his bike along while I ran, which I greatly appreciated because I felt like it motivated me to keep going. If I can get him to continue doing that with me one or two nights a week after work, it’d be so awesome.

I’m still hitting Man O’War CrossFit 4-5 days a week, and the guys I workout with are wonderful and so motivating. Our coach, Taylor, is careful to make sure I’m not feeling uncomfortable with any movement or workout, and has commented that my activity outside of the box is helping me continue to be active, flexible, and strong in the box and in pregnancy.

I’m still going to the chiropractor. The bulging disc in my lower back has not calmed down. My chiropractor is hoping that now that I’m done with distance running (until after Baby A&W’s arrival), this will help my disc relax and we can get a handle on things. I feel it when I do lunges and definitely have troubles getting up when I’m on my back.

We also started our birthing classes at the hospital we will be going to. The classes are for three hours every week for four weeks. So far we’ve watched a video on the stages of labor (including showing actual births), learned positions to help with pain during labor, and just gone through a lot of paperwork.

Besides that, it’s been pretty uneventful, which I guess is why I haven’t been writing much. But I’m hoping to get back into the swing because there is a lot to talk about, including my free pair of Wave 18s Mizuno sent me to review–yay new running shoes!!

Your turn: What’s one new thing you’ve learned in the last week or two? 

Am I the “Anti-Mom Mom”?

While I swore I wasn’t going to make this blog all about being an expectant mother, it seems that with my blogging slow down, when I do write, that is what I write about.

I’ve been hit with a lot of freelancing deadlines, so I’ve been busy working on those when I’m not at work. When your brain is fried from having to be creative, and you’re battling from “pregnancy brain,” one of the last things you want to do is blog some more. So, for my infrequent posts, I apologize.

I’m sure the title intrigued you enough to click on the link, so now you’re thinking “What is an “anti-mom mom”? Well, apparently maybe it’s me.

I might get some flack for this post, and I’m sorry if I upset anyone. But I wasn’t looking to be a mom. I’ve never really been one to map out my life, but if you asked me where I saw myself in five or ten years, I have never once even come close to saying that I saw myself as a mother. When I admitted this to M one teary night, it surprised him. I also said, “Hey, I also never said I saw myself married, and look! Here we are!” (I don’t know if that cheered him up or not.)

I’m an animal person–I relate to animals so much more than kids, and people. I’ve had so many people say, “You’re so great with your dogs, you’re going to be a great mother…” But that’s still not very comforting to me.

Yeaaahhhhh....I already know I won't be that kind of mom. Just the opposite--you might have to remind me I'm a mother...

Yeaaahhhhh….I already know I won’t be that kind of mom. Just the opposite–you might have to remind me I’m a mother…

I feel horrible for any negative feelings I have about being pregnant, because I (personally) know there are many that struggle just to have kids that they love the moment they’re expecting or they’re adopting. I know there are some who may never have a child of their own…and there are some who maybe shouldn’t continue reproducing. I don’t know if I’d call myself lucky, but if you want to lean that way, then yes…I’m lucky. I’m part of that 1% that is expecting a kid while I was on the pill. (Now if only my luck worked on lottery tickets…)

But I haven’t done anything to hurt my growing child. I’ve read (a little) about what’s going on with my growing belly, and I’ve taken precautions with my workouts and lifestyle. But I haven’t completely changed. I still run, I still do CrossFit, I still work basically three jobs, I still live my life the same way I did before June. It’s a little different than back in May, but basically still the same.

I won’t post ultrasound photos on Facebook–I’m just not a fan of that, whether it’s my child or someone else’s. (Sorry, I don’t see how ultrasounds are “cute” and I’ve admitted that to our doctor a couple of times already.) And, no, I won’t post growing belly photos or be proud to have people touching my stomach. I struggled with my body image way before the pregnancy, and now it’s even worse. I don’t know how some women can do whole photo shoots of them almost completely naked and their large baby belly out there for the world to see…I barely let my husband see mine.

I’m not posting anything about baby countdowns or what size my baby is this week on any social network. The only thing we really have looking forward to the baby is our chalkboard that says “Baby A&W is ## weeks”, which is maybe updated every week to every two weeks…

I find it hard to tell someone “I’m pregnant”, yet I want to use it as an excuse for the sudden large belly that sticks out from my jeans and my workout clothes. I dread looking at maternity clothes because a lot of it puts out there, “Hey, guess what…I’m preggo!!”

I’m just still trying to be me, while trying to grasp the fact that a year from now, I’ll have 7-month-old that has completely changed my life in more ways than I can even wrap my head around right now. I know I’ll have friends who abandon me, and there will be times that I’ll be overwhelmed by everything (more than just some times), there will be changes. But hopefully, down this road, these changes will make me a better person than I think I am now. Who knows…maybe I can transfer my “good dog mom” skills to being a “good human mom”…or maybe I’ll have to rely heavily on M… We’ll see.

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