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Dusk

 

I love that I can still enjoy views like this while living in the city.  Hope your weekend is full of relaxing moments.

 
 

26 Weeks

Ok, people, be honest.  Does this outfit make me look fat?

                          

HA!  See that?  I was KIDDING.

So this is actually what I wore to Pilates class the other night.  If you are ever feeling slightly depressed, or low on self-esteem, or just bored, I highly recommend checking out a prenatal Pilates class.  Picture a room full of women shaped like me.  We grunt and struggle to roll off our backs in to a sitting position.  We do strenuous exercises like twists, arm raises and side bends.  Sometimes we get on all fours and practice arching our backs up and down.  Inevitably, someone is unable to prevent a little wind from escaping. KIDDING again.  (So far, class has been wind-free.  Or at least audible wind-free... heh heh heh...)

Its actually fantastic.  I've only been to two classes so far, but I have a lot of fun while I'm there and I feel great afterwards.

Oh, and did I mention?  26 WEEKS!!!  According to my pregnancy calendar, this is officially the last week of the second trimester!  Can you believe it?  And what with Thanksgiving and Christmas and New Year's in the middle of all that, Baby Boy is going to be here before we know it!!! 

I've started calling him "Thumper" because that is what he does, almost non-stop, all day long.  Thump-thump-thump-THUMP THUMP!..........thump.  I sit at my desk and try to keep the exclamations and the talking-out-loud-to-the-baby at a minimum, but we've pretty much got a constant dialogue going the whole day.  His kicks are getting stronger.  I think there may be an opportunity in the next few months to capture the imprint of an alien-like foot or hand pushing from within, and I'm going to do my damndest to get that shot!

In the meantime, I'm still feeling great and loving this experience.  I'm also tired, and a lot slower, and my hips feel like they're coming apart at the joints (which they are, according to the books).  

On the one hand, I can't wait to meet this baby.  On the other, I'm trying to cherish every day that we have like this, together, sharing our little thump-alogue.  

Saturday Morning Farmer's Market

One of my favorite things about our neighborhood...