Running Through a Fulfilled Life


Weeks 36-39 Update

I figured I’d just slap together a blurb about the final weeks of pregnancy since, guess what, I am no longer pregnant.  I definitely slacked on a final blog entry and I wanted to share my final belly pictures and how I was feeling over the final weeks of pregnancy.

How did I feel?  Like a stuffed, prize pig ready to take to the fair.  The inn had run out of rooms.  The whale had placed itself firmly on the beach.   I was definitely ready to meet our baby instead of carry it.  The final weeks of pregnancy were rough.  My energy waned big time and it became difficult by Week 38 to even walk on the treadmill for 25-30 minutes let alone think about running.  In fact, my last treadmill run happened at 38 weeks and then I never had a happy thought to do it again.  All I felt was pressure and discomfort and my bladder felt like it was being punched every 2 seconds.

I wound up gaining a little more weight with this pregnancy than I did with James, about 32 pounds this go-round vs. 27 pounds, and this was probably due to eating my feelings and then having no energy to do all the things during the day.   So, I’m sure that extra 5 pounds will be extra fun to try to lose later, but I’m hopefully going to be motivated and up to the challenge.   After all, I’ve been buying way too much Lularoe lately and I want some of the more fitted items to fit…correctly.

Here’s how the final 4 weeks shook out in belly form:


My next post will be the birth story, which hopefully I’ll be a bit more prompt with since I’m now on maternity leave and working on balancing a new family of 4, including a rambunctious toddler and snuggly newborn.  Wait, that sounds exhausting, but probably because it is.  I do know one thing for sure, it will be worth it!

This belly is signing off on another pregnancy adventure…and hopefully will be more toned up in a few weeks 😉


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37 Weeks

T-minus 3 more weeks until the arrival of Baby Mason!  Each passing week has been flying by faster, and faster, and faster…which means that the next 21 days are going to be nothing short of a blur.  This is probably because there are still many little things that need to be done to get things ready, and obviously I can’t anymore bank on the fact that I will have all 21 days to procrastinate.  You know, because really the only person that knows what the birthday of this child will be is…the child.

This week, Baby Mason is approximately the size of Swiss Chard, weighing 6.3 pounds and measuring 19 inches in length.  In 2 more weeks, this little guy or gal is going to be considered full term! Crazy to believe.



How I’m Feeling:  23 pounds heavier, that’s how I’m feeling!  I can finally tell that this weight gaining is catching up to me.  My thighs are rubbing together now, my stomach and chestal region are merging to make a super blob whenever I sit down, and if I smell something funny I’m pretty sure I give myself a double chin.  My sleep has been getting worse due to the growing size of my belly.  I wake up every few hours because I literally feel like laying on my side is crushing the baby.  I may be switching to sleeping on the couch soon.  I thought for a hot second today when “attempting to run” that it felt like the baby had dropped because my pelvis felt more sore, but I think this was just a fleeting thought.  Given that at my 36 week check-up that Baby M was nowhere close to descending, I doubt this has happened.  This Babe, I have a feeling, is quite content to remain where he or she is currently.  In a warm, dark, and cramped space.

How Baby is Doing: Baby M continues to remain a content resident in the lower apartment.  He or she doesn’t flip around nearly as often, probably due to cramped quarters, but still continues to move as often as appropriate.  Especially when I attempt to stretch a shoulder at work, because my belly tends to be my favorite place to rest an arm.  Baby M doesn’t like this obviously and has probably kicked each and every one of my rotator cuff repair patients.

How Husband is Doing:  Michael continues to be Saint Michael.  He has been feeling sick this whole past week with a combination of allergies and inheriting my fun illness from 2 weeks ago.  Glad he is getting the illness out of his system now, rather than having it later on!  He still has been cranking out housework like it’s going out of style in order to get things ready for el bebe.

I feel like this week’s posting is uber short, but there is not much new to share besides that…I’m still pregnant.  I’m still kind of running.  And I’m not remotely close to having this baby yet.  Huzzah!

37 Week Belly Shots: