I just started walking again last week, and started working out properly this week. Last night I was sobbing and wobbling through my training last night while James barked things like "Come on you're not even trying!" and "Breathe!!!", (to which I wanted to yell "I AM TRYING!", and "I AM BREATHING!!!!!" but lacked the energy...sigh...lol). I was reflecting on the fitness challenge I did and wrote about on here back in July-Sep 2011, and how impossible I thought all the tasks James was giving me then were, and how by the end of it I could do them all! And lost all my 'Ana' weight! :)
It's hard to focus this time though, because James has developed - through obviously coaching and training people way too much lately - a crazy 'coach' persona, and it makes me want to giggle SO BAD!! He's like some crazy sergeant off a bad army barracks comedy movie, and it sets me off every time he tells me what to do. Maybe because he's so authoritarian about it and I'm like "James I'm your wife, not some random army cadet you have to bark orders at!" but it was really disrupting my workout, because when you're a body of jelly instead of muscles, and you're desperately trying with all of your might to perform some grossly out-of-your-ability-level-right-now squat or lunge or lift with weights, and somebody makes you giggle, you almost collapse, and nearly die by hitting yourself over the head with your own weights. And I was tired and James did not think it was funny, so I was a jelly laughing crying determined little mess. I'm sure I'd laugh about it now if my stomach wouldn't explode with the pain! I'm meant to be out the door with the girls to the park in 10 minutes, but oh my it's so hard to move, and my fingers are some of the only muscles in my body which can comfortably move right now lol. Okay, okay - I'll go! I'd better start losing weight and growing muscles soon, and get FIT - which is the whole point, isn't it? So I can have some ENERGY to make this lovely family dinner every single night, and fit into some clothes that don't have belly bands in them! :) Ah, good times!! Getting up now, eeeeek!! :) xox
PS: It's really, really hard, but LOVING having 3 babies!!! :)
We went for a follow-up appointment at the hospital yesterday afternoon, and the ultrasound revealed that Boy has somersaulted and is back in a good position for birth - YAY!!! :) So no weird external turning procedure with a 40% chance of having to book in for a caesarian! YAY!!! :) Am so excited to be able to have him naturally, whenever he feels like coming :) Now all I have to do is remember to sit forward a lot so he's not posterior. Posterior isn't nice. Yay Boy!! :)
Had the best New Years Day yesterday!! :) I've been wanting to get some jobs done lately that just seem so 'big' in my current state! It was James' last day of holidays and he was SO wonderful, bless him! And the girls, who have had a crazy last few weeks, amenably slept for hours, so we could just 'do our stuff' :)
First, we got rid of Christmas! Our house looks so lovely and clean and neat!! We put away all of the Christmas decorations and cards and cushions, and everything else, and put out our usual house stuff. Especially after the final vacuum, taking with it the last of the pine needles, it felt REALLY good! :) I organised all of our Christmas things into new storage and organising containers I recently bought a million of, and love the new organised system!!! :) I cleaned out the rest of the top of Ana's cupboard while I was there :) We also managed to find places for ALL of the Christmas toys the girls received - no small feat!! And I reorganised (even though they'd only had it for a week!) their little kitchen, and when they woke up we went through it together so they KNOW where EVERYTHING goes, and hopefully it's not as crazy in future! :)
Then, we organised everything Baby Boy :) Until we move in the next few months, he gets 2 drawers to his little name - and a bassinet, if all goes according to plan and it EVER gets here! (We order through a shop which sell everything SO MUCH CHEAPER than everywhere else, but Maggie's cot, which we ordered over 3 months before she arrived, didn't arrive until well after they told us it would, after her birth! They told us the bassinet would be here before the end of December, but alas - now they're saying end of January - and this boy will be here before then! :s Hopefully it arrives just after he does?!!). Anyway, I pulled out all of the lovely boy clothes we got for Christmas, and blankets, and toys, and organised them all :) This is one of the FUNNEST parts of getting ready for baby :) I put all of the clothes and blankets in the wash, and then used the drier instead of hanging them out, because it makes them so much fluffier and softer!! :) I plan on having an ironing day this week, and getting them all beautifully ironed and folded and put away :) It's so fun doing 'blue'!!! :) With organising Boy's things, came organising my things too - to pack our hospital bags :) I'll finish up properly when Boy's clothes are ironed and ready :) It's all pretty exciting though! I know I'm not quite in the 'nesting' stage, because as much as I love and was loving getting things ready for him, the urge was not accompanied by any kind of burst of energy, and I had to keep sitting down abruptly and resting cause I felt like I was going to faint half the day! :p So hopefully that comes soon, and I can have another useful day or two before he gets here :)
We also managed to get out for a little grocery shop in the afternoon, including our first pack of newborn nappies ready to pack into the hospital bag :) Sadly by that time I ended up sitting on a couch in the shopping centre and James running in to get the groceries (I love grocery shopping! :)), but we did it :) James had (between helping me get things done all day) also been 'Mr Fix-It'-ing, fixing up a bunch of odd little things - he's always so onto stuff and handy, I love it! :)
By the time we put dinner away and the girls went to bed, I felt fantastic!! Everything is so clean and neat and organised right now, happy sigh!! :) I sat on the couch and ate watermelon and read a book, and at some point fell asleep until James woke me up and took me to bed. He used to carry me, but the whole 9 months pregnant thing seems to have ended that for now lol :)
So Happy New Years Everyone!!! Hopefully this year is as clean and fresh and exciting as Day 1 was for me!! :) Bring on our Baby Boy and James starting teaching and everything else - 2013 is looking like our best year yet!!! :)
Went for a scan last week to check the growth of baby boy - they were worried that maybe he wasn't growing fast enough again, like Ana.
Good news: Growth is great!! He is much bigger than either of the girls at this age. Doesn't sound great to me in terms of birthing him, but great in terms of he's healthy and strong!! - And apparently I have a 'juicy, fat' placenta going in there, so that's good too lol :)
But the doctor at the hospital called me this morning to tell me that baby is breach - which we'd noticed during the scan, and been a bit worried about! She said baby might still flip on its own until about 37 weeks, at which point he'll be too big. I'm 36 weeks and 1 day today. I have an appointment next week, and they're going to scan me at that appointment, to confirm baby's position. If he hasn't flipped into birth position by then, they'll book me in for some very long-named procedure through which they try to externally get the baby to flip, 'so that they don't have to give me a caesarean'... I'm completely terrified and anxious. Maggie's posterior birth was hell, and I'm desperate to have this baby naturally - please baby just get into position!! The doctor also said (in response to my slightly edgy query) that there's nothing I can really do to flip the baby. She said all the spinning babies and sitting forward stuff is great for posterior babies, but we don't need the baby to spin a little - we need it to do a complete somersault... Mum said she had a couple of us breach, and people used to all the time and it was fine, but apparently it's higher risk with the cord and stuff so they don't really let you deliver naturally with a breach these days.
I'm a little upset cause baby boy was beautifully in position a few weeks ago - the midwives and doctors were saying he might come early, because his head was so low in the birth canal and he was was all ready to go!! So why did he flip?! The ultrasound lady (who has a teenage son who's causing her a lot of grief right now!) said "It's a boy! - This is just the beginning!" :) Which made us laugh :) But come on baby, flip back!!
So if you feel like praying for us to have a right-way-down baby, please do!! I would really like him to flip, or that very long-named procedure to come through, so that I can have him naturally! I can't wait until he's here! Pregnancy and childbirth continue to completely terrify me!