I was a runner

dress: old navy   belt: target   shoes: dsw 

I've considered myself a runner for at least the last 8 years or so.  I have finished a few marathons, half marathons and other races.  But a week or so ago my confidence in my ability to still be a "runner" was a little shattered.  

I had every intention of being one of those pregnant woman that run up until they are due.  Well that quickly went out the window when I was on bed rest for a big chunk of the beginning of my pregnancy, then too scared to be running and then too late to start running while pregnant.  So I've stuck to walking. 

I was walking outside the other day and a bee flew in my hair.  Which I think will always make me run.  I ran probably 5 yards.  You would have thought I ran at least a mile.  Running with this belly was a complete change in my sense of gravity and I immediately felt like I was front heavy, carrying another person.  Oh wait I guess I am.  But a very very small person. 

I was out of breathe, hot, tired and then also slightly concerned.  

It's hard to imagine getting back into running shape and becoming a runner again. But I sure plan on working on it in the Fall.  

On a different note this may be my favorite maternity outfit so far.  I got this dress this Winter at Old Navy for less than $5.  It's not a maternity dress, just extra baggy! 

"morning" sickness

dress: kohls   belt: target   boots: target  necklace: caroline g 

"Morning sickness" is a misleading term, as I felt nauseous for a good part of the day for many, many weeks.  Thanks to some medicine and the second trimester it is starting to fade, but throwing up still occurs occasionally throughout the week.

I may even have to go as far as saying I hate being nauseous more than I hate the dentist.
And that is a big statement for me to make.

Things that increased my gag factor:

1. Seeing the word McRib on the McDonalds sign a few times a day.  I've never even had one, but just the word made me want to throw up.

2. Walking into the kids' bathroom at school.  Not a pleasant smell.

3. Opening my fridge.  Regardless what was in there, it never smelled good.

4. Taking those gigantic prenatal vitamins.

5. Flossing my teeth, which only happened twice the first two or three months.  And brushing my teeth was a struggle too.  My oral hygiene definitely suffered during this time.  Yet another reason to hate the dentist.

I do have to say, that although still a little nauseous the second trimester is proving to be much better than the first.  I have a little more energy and am filled with more excitement and less anxiety.  It is starting to feel more and more real that I am having a baby!