I got in a swampy 3-miler on Saturday. It was nice to get out and get a decent workout in but it was hot and humid. I've never liked either but now that I've got a built in furnace, also known as a baby, I overheat in a hurry. I had to back off the pace for not just the heat but the baby is also taking up more space...and putting the squeeze on my lungs. I've noticed I get winded a lot easier now too. But, I'm still waddling along! And 3 miles is better than none at all!
Between the 3-miler and my first baby shower on Saturday, I was pretty much useless on Sunday. I was exhausted. I managed to get the laundry done and we went to the grocery and picked up a Craigslist purchase but there was a lot of sitting around in between. I was in bed by 8:30. I've struggled with sleep more than ever over the last several nights because my hips and other joints are crazy achy. I went to bed early with hopes that between the multiple times I knew I'd wake up, I'd collectively get a decent amount of sleep. Not so much. I even tried some yoga stretches and still no relief.
So today, between the horrible sleep, unrelenting hip pain, and a crazy tight abdomen, I had to take a sick day. Sigh. I can't sit in one position for more than a couple minutes so I knew sitting at my desk at work all day was not realistic. I did call the doctor's office just to make sure there wasn't anything else I could do...and to make sure everything sounded ok. While the nurse was super sweet, the scoop is....suck it up buttercup and welcome to the third trimester! :P One reassuring sign was that baby boy is doing jumping jacks and as long as he's still bouncing around in there (and there aren't any other symptoms), all is well.