Yes. Wow. We are there already!!! First - some belly pics for y'all. Here's where I left you at week 21:
Week 28: (Hello 3rd Trimester!! And HELLO BABY!!!)
Baby ***BOY*** is growing really well, and so am I. My goal for Dec 1 was to weigh in (empty, morning, naked) at 154lbs, and I weighed in this morning at 153.5, so only a half pound away from goal - which is crazy, because I'm actually eating on average closer to 2500 calories per day.
I have basically stopped looking at my "max" of 2100 because obviously it was dead wrong!! I would be ravenously hungry, tired, cranky, and edgy. Not to mention not gaining any weight and would freak 2 days before a doctor's appointment thinking I was going to be yelled at for not gaining. There may be one day a week I eat under 2200. Maybe. It's just focusing on getting the minimums of fibre, fruit and veggies, and water that if I hit those, I'm happy!!
Fitness has changed... a LOT!! I have completely cut out Body Combat - even the 30 minute class. I now am in a build phase, so the amount of cardio I do is less anyway, but I only do one intense cardio session a week, usually a Zumba class. The rest right now is 1 prenatal yoga and 3 strength days. I'm starting to rely a lot more on machines for my strength training, which typically I'm not a fan of, but my abdominal muscles are starting to go, so I don't trust my core enough to do some of my regular things like back squats, especially without a spotter! A leg press machine is better than nothing!
Just for fun - on Nov 24, at 27 weeks and 6 days, I forgot to wash my normal gym clothes, so had to dig out the emergency stash (you know, the nasty, all cotton, terrible stuff we all have!) to get my gym sesh on. I looked ridiculous! One of the girls at the gym outright laughed at me, which is fine hahaha, and then told me "You look like the girl from "Juno"! Teeny tiny body, GIANT BELLY!" Well, thank YOU for the compliment!!
See? Ridiculous! Smuggling a beachball!
- Be between 158-162lbs on January 1. Shouldn't be a problem, Brad's Mom is sending me a whole batch of peanut butter balls!
- Hit 1000 fitness minutes. I hit around 950 for November, and I think I can top that in December. I have a solid NINE consecutive days off over Christmas (unheard of for a nurse!!!) that I should be able to ramp up my workout time. My calorie burn will be lower - it's going to be less intense stuff, more walking and prenatal yoga.
- Stop using Baby's room as a storage room, completely. Once and for all.
As of today, I only have 2 months of work left!! Woohoo!!!! I have applied for my pregnancy/maternity/parental leave to start Feb 1st, to allow for a 2 week rest for myself before due date, as well as get my EI benefits in place. Speaking of which...
EI Benefits suck. I can not begin to express how thankful I am that here in Canada we get a year paid to go be awesome mommies and daddies, which I know is nowhere near the standard in the States, so please don't think I am being whiny.
I'm just being whiny.
Brad and I together make a very comfortable living. Do we have the fanciest life? No, but we are super comfortable. I am the main breadwinner (by a long shot!) and my job provides all of our medical/dental/etc benefits and covers all of our fixed expenses plus about half of our cash flow stuff - groceries, gas, savings, etc. Brad's income is not consistent and is basically used as extra.
Earlier this week, we sat down to estimate what our income is going to be while I am taking my year off work.
My gross income is going down by 62% in February. For a year. Panic sets in.
The way I figure it, between my EI and Brad's usual winter income, we have enough money plus $12 a month to cover our fixed expenses. No savings. No cash. No food.
This is when the full on panic attack happened. My goal in life is to be a mom. If I could be a stay at home Mom for the rest of my life (work my nursing job casual to keep my license active, like 1 shift a month) I would be happiest. At this rate, it was looking like we could only afford to have me off work for 3 months, and I have been so... SO looking forward to this year!!!
Then I remember: you have been planning for this for over a year, breathe.
Brad has been banking hours at work for over a year. For example, a season calls for me to budget on Brad getting 30 hours of work per week. He happens to get 45 hours one week. We get 40 paid out and the other 5 "banked" at work, where they set it aside. Most of the people in his job do this, because summer hours can be upwards of 80 a week, and winter is lucky to get 20. This helps smooth it out. Brad has over 250 hours banked at work.
Based on that, I can safely budget for Brad to "make" 30 hours a week over the winter months, instead of the typical 20, but drawing from his bank to make that difference.
Whew. Okay. This is better, but still not enough.
My super-fantastico-union-job requires my employer pay me "top-up" for the first 17 weeks of my maternity leave. That means that for 3 months, I will receive the difference of what EI pays me and to 93% of my regular gross income. The plan? Take those 17 weeks and knock the money into savings, and draw a regular small amount out per month over the year to cover expenses.
We are now comfortable. Fixed expenses covered for the year, as well as gas, food, a baby budget, a small personal allowance, and setting aside money for vet emergencies and gifts.
No entertainment budget. No haircuts.
No gym membership.
And that's okay. That's why we bought my super crazy awesome top-of-the-line off-roading and jogging stroller.
I have amazing knowledge of how to use my body for resistance and cardio training, thanks to my amazing trainer I had.
I have some (limited) equipment at home to use for strength training. I have Zumba Wii, internet access, and a library card for fitness DVDs.
I know Brad bought me some type of fitness-related something for Christmas, so whatever that is, I have that too!
And I have Spark.
No, it's not ideal. I love my gym. I love everything about it, everyone there, and it's my escape. But because I have worked so hard to not gain a ton of extra weight during this pregnancy, I shouldn't have to worry about needing to take a lot off. My fitness goals will be more maintenance based than weight-loss, and that's a much easier task to face without my beloved gym.
Shiz just got real.
Okay, go about your weekend now, Sparkers! I need to get my arse moving to the gym! (It's going to hurt later, it's leg press day!)