Enjoying the spring, getting sun in between periods of rain, spending time with family and friends. Enjoying other things less (my low tolerance for heat, disappearing ankles) but things are going as they should.
Nothing feels imminent or scary. I wonder if I'm better at "planning" for an event in which the exact day, time, and process can't be predicted? Or maybe panic will still hit at some point.
For now, though, I'm enjoying this pace of things. Especially on my bicycle! Those easily concerned should avert their eyes now. I'm so pleased that I can still bike to work. I reassure people that I'm not pushing myself. I still feel safe, but even more importantly, I still feel strong! and fast! on my bike. Not so much when I'm walking. And, since a google image search for "eight months pregnant on a bicycle" yielded dissapointing results, here's what that looks like. (Rest assured that I always wear my helmet when biking on the roads - this was a very slow moving photo op at the Tulip Festival.)
People should not be concerned that you are riding your bike. Exercising to a woman's comfort level should be the norm, not a freak occurrence.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I totally agree with Ze'ev's post about being present in labor. The more I tried to run away from contractions, the more they hurt and the longer they lasted. When I really focussed on them and really felt them, they were easier to deal with. Of course, this does get exhausting after a day or so, but for most poeple labor doesn't last that long. I'm sure you'll do really well!
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