Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I've been a bad, bad blogger...

It has been almost two months since I last blogged about this pregnancy. I started off so gung-ho and boy oh boy, did I fizzle. I don't think I like blogging. After spending all day on the computer for work, then online classes, and managing our other web business and blogging there, I can't get myself to write anything here. Or maybe it is because I do not find myself fascinating in the least and can't understand why anyone would want to read this blog... and it begins to feel like a waste of time. But, lots has happened and it will be fun to have this penned for posterity's sake!

As of now I am 28 weeks into the world's most boring pregnancy. Nothing happens! Sometimes she kicks, sometimes I can't breathe, sometimes I get really tired, and sometimes I get insomnia. I always have a sore back and I always get insanely full after eating hardly anything. That last one is so surprising as I've always been able to put away rather large quantities of food. Just last night I was only able to get down half a grilled cheese. That was kinda pathetic! In exciting medical news I am RH negative which means I went in for a Rhogam shot yesterday to ensure that my blood/body doesn't attack my future possible RH positive babies. It was rather insane to hear that, if left unaddressed, my body would literally attack the fetus and potentially kill it. Freakin shocking if you ask me... so I guess this pregnancy hasn't been too boring.

Hmmm, what else? In June we went to Japan for 10 days, lots of walking and biking in the heat. We also went to a few onsens, which are the Japanese version of a hot tub spa. Don't worry, don't worry I only submerged my body fully for a few minutes, I mostly just laid on the hot rocks and dipped my toes in and splashed warm water on myself. Yes, I ate raw fish everyday. No, I did not get sick. And yes, I did my best to stay away from mercury ridden critters. We'll find out if I did a good job. The plane ride was a bit much. Going there we got re-routed and it was almost 12 hours!! Agh, I wanted to freak out. I drank a ton of water, asked for a seat in the bulkhead so my legs had room, and got up every 45-60 minutes to do squats, stretch, and walk. Only bad part was that I was in the back of the plane getting more water about 30 minutes out from Tokyo and we hit major turbulance. The flight attendant and I both got knocked to the ground and I had to crawl to a nearby seat and strap in for the remainder of the flight. My husband didn't know where I'd gone (he was asleep when I got up) and I think I freaked him out a bit. Good thing the attendants didn't know i was pregnant, they probably would have flipped their lids!

In triathlon news, I think the last time I posted I had just done the Mermaid Sprint triathlon at five months. This weekend I am doing one final race, competing as a swimmer in a half ironman relay with my mom and mother-in-law. We are team "Baby Momma and Two Hot G-Ma's:. Should be a fun time. My only dilemma as of now is how I am going to get a wetsuit on. Even when I am not pregnant my triathlon wetsuit is crazy tight and breathing is an issue. Couple that with my swollen belly (which according to accounts is not very impressive and looks more like I am three months, not seven months pregnant) and my inability to breathe, and I might have an issue on my hands. It is a river swim and it is super shallow so the plan is so stand up and take a serious breather when I feel crappy. Oh yeah, last weekend I went to the Vineman 70.3, which I dropped out of because I do actually believe doing a full half Ironman pregnant is incredibly irresponsible, and saw a woman from Arizona with a license plate that said TriMomma. She had two young kids, was my age, and still raced competitively. I was very encouraged and awed... although dang, was she unfriendly or what. I think she thought I was a wanna-be athlete and blew me off. Whateva! Snap Snap! even my husband said - wow, she thinks she is special.

So, that is it. That is what a 30 year old pregnant, age grouper triathlete does when she's growing her baby girl. Nada mucho, I guess!

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