8 Down, 1 To Go!

Boy oh boy is time flying! We are officially down to our last month. Our due date according to base is Sept 12, however, when we were referred out to the Family Sonogram place, they originally told me Sept 6. Honestly, I trust the referral place over the hospital on base's opinion for so many reasons, but I won't get into that rant again. 

These past few weeks have been a roller coaster. Last week was a total 180. I was EXHAUSTED beyond belief! I would wake up, eat breakfast, then fall back asleep for another few hours every day, then also squeeze in a midday nap on top of that. I don't know what was going on, but I just had zero energy. This week, I'm feeling great! I haven't fallen back asleep or taken any naps so far and my Zumba classes have had good energy. Although--my husband is super proud-- I did have to find a sub for one of the classes I was originally going to sub this week. I didn't want to over work my body and I'm still left with 4 classes in my schedule. 

As for Zumba, today was my last Wednesday morning class. I am so sad! I hate saying goodbye to something that I absolutely love doing, but I am glad that I'm nearing the end. Baby Ryan went through a growth spurt again-actually no, it's not that he's grown, it's that my uterus is done growing, therefore he has hardly any room in there. This morning, every time I moved my stomach I felt an elbow or a knee jabbing into my skin and it was not comfortable! It was the first time my movement felt super limited during a workout. I have a feeling my next 4 classes are going to consist of more punches and kicks to my side. 

My last Wednesday morning class :( I'll miss my regulars!

If you've read any of my posts in the last 3 or so months, you'd know this baby is definitely a kicker. Well now his kicks hurt. They aren't cute little flutters, they are giant limbs hitting bones, organs, and my bladder-ALL THE TIME. When he does hit my bladder it makes me almost pee my pants out of no where. (Okay, there was one time while I was teaching that 3 drops did come out... I admit, I did pee my pants.) Let's just say that it's a good thing I have a strong core because it comes in handy trying to hold in emergency situations. 

One thing I am proud of is my body. I gotta say, for 8 months preggo, I do look amazing. I still have my ab lines, I honestly don't even need most of my maternity shirts because I still fit into tops I was wearing before, I fit into my regular yoga pants from before, my fingers haven't swollen yet, nor my feet, and I don't look pregnant from behind. I don't know if I will be blessed on my second child to have the time to stay fit and healthy during pregnancy, so I'm flaunting what I can while I can. And people are constantly telling me how great and beautiful I look and you know what? I'm not going to deny it anymore. I have worked my butt off working out and eating well. I've run multiple 5Ks, kept up with yoga, and averaged teaching 4 classes a week on top of taking other people's Zumba classes in my spare time. I think I truly deserve the compliments, and that's not me being a snob.

Picture of me on my 8th month! 

We took our first birthing class last week. It was okay. I wish they did more of the breathing tactics/visualization stuff to get through contractions. They covered a lot on natural birth vs. epidural vs. c-section. Well, I've done my own research on that stuff, so not much of it was new info, but it was for G so I'm glad he got some insight on what our options are and what all is going down. He told me if it were up to him, he'd do natural birth because it has the least risk involved. I haven't completely knocked that idea out, however I still am all for an epidural. I'm really not worried about the risks involved and I'm not going to try to be a hero and deal with pain if it's not necessary. One thing I do know is that I don't want a c-section unless it's an emergency situation, which means that I really don't want to be induced. It seems the majority of induced births out here result in c-section, so I want my baby to come out when he's ready. 

With that being said, I am going to start trying all of those myths come Sept 1 to get him out! I do want him out closer to the Sept 6 due date than the 12 because I know my husband's time home is limited and I want him to have as much time with Ryan as he can. So Labor Day weekend will really be, "labor" day for me, because I'm going to start taking long walks, eating spicy foods, sex (sorry if that's tmi) and anything else that claims will kick my body into labor. If you have suggestions, I'm all for it! 

Our nursery is mostly set up. I'm going to pack the final necessities of my bag this weekend and we finally settled on our babies middle name! We're going classic, basic, not trendy: Ryan Matthew. It is INSANE to think that G and I may only have just 3 or 4 weekends left just the two of us. I love our time together so it's a sad thought to know that everything is going to change, and very soon. I'm excited, I'm ready, I'm feeling great! I just need to get through the next couple weeks, then I'll be ready to start pushing this little man into this big world.