Week 27!
7 Months!
Hello 3rd Trimester!
I can’t believe we are already entering the 3rd trimester! How exciting! Just 3 more months until we get to meet our precious child. I have a feeling those 3 months are going to fly by!
I’ve read many different articles and personal stories about many women in the second trimester and how energized they feel…yeah, that didn’t happen for me! I felt so drained the whole trimester! I average at least 8 hours of sleep, probably closer to 9, a night and I still feel like I need a nap most afternoons! I’m hoping I’ll have an abnormal third trimester and my energy levels will spike! That’d be nice.
I have made it more of a priority to exercise at least five days a week and I have seen a huge difference in both my motivation and attitude (I’m sure my husband appreciates both of those improvements!). I have felt more on task since making this a priority. Exercising definitely helps me feel more confident in my “growing” body, too.
My cravings lately have been on the sweeter side. I’ve really been trying to curb them with yummy fresh fruit. Most of the time it works; however, cinnamon rolls often sound quite delectable. It’s a good thing I have to eat a gluten free diet or else it would be way too easy to give in to my sweet temptations! I’ve also been craving milk, cheese, and yogurt. These I have to take in very small portions because of my sensitivity to dairy products. I usually opt for Silk yogurt (made from Soy milk), but there is no substitute for fresh dairy milk!
I’m so very thankful for my husband and his often reminders of his love, appreciation, and affection for me. It’s just so nice to hear “I love you,” “I appreciate you,” or “You’re beautiful,” when pregnancy hormones throw you for a loop and you feel like you are on the verge of crying for no reason. I love the unexpected smiles and laughter he so often brings to my days. He is one fine man; I am one lucky girl.
Speaking of crying for no reason, yesterday the source of my tears was accidentally drying a maternity top that I knew was going to shrink if I did so. As I put it in the wash I mentally told myself “Pull this out to hang dry when it’s finished.” Well, my pregnancy brain forgot and I dried it in the dryer. Whoa mama, bring on the tears. Really? Come on. Who cares? Me. Apparently I do. I’m a goon.
Baby’s kicks and turns are absolutely noticeable now. I love watching my belly move from his/her turns, kicks, and punches. Each movement I feel is such a blessed reminder of God’s impeccable timing and provision. I love this sweet child so much; I can’t even imagine the first time I’ll hold him/her in my arms. I don’t think I’ll be able to contain my joy!
Grace of the Father 