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13 weeks to go - the scale broke

27 weeks pregnant now - scale's been inching up, emotionally it's hard to deal with.  High emotions = more eating = higher numbers = high emotions.  See where this is going?

Downward spiral - emotionally at least.  I've been SO busy with work, commuting, teenagers, and helping hubby keep shop open and running.  I'm overloaded.  And without the downtime, I'm eating worse than usual.  I don't have time to plan let alone cook.  But I'm determined and not giving up.  It's never too late, right? 

At 27 weeks, I'm up 22 pounds - I won't lie, as much as I know that it's ok and encouraged to gain weight to grow a healthy baby, it's still really difficult to watch the scale go up.  I know that every pound I gain is another pound I have to lose. 

I really don't have much to blog about these days - life it rushing past and there's not many "victories" - I feel silly blogging about kicks and baby hiccups and growing out of even some of my maternity clothes.  I haven't even taken many pictures of my baby bump - but I'm getting comments asking when I'm due and co-workers and family are rubbing the bump. 

We've scheduled our birthing class - well, twice actually.  Hubby's business has a big open house the weekend after the major local car show.  i've been pestering him for the dates (but didn't bother to look them up myself).  He finally said "just book the birthing class, it's more important".  So I did. 
And it was the SAME weekend.  Wouldn't you know it?!  So I re-booked the birthing class - taking weeknight classes for 5 weeks vs. 2 days over a weekend.  So now we're taking a birthing class.  It's more for hubby than for me (I keep saying that but who am I kidding - it's been FIFTEEN years since I gave birth - I remember the main details but the particulars are pretty fuzzy at this point!). 

We've started a registry (including a jogging stroller - I'm determined to pick back up again after baby!), bought some "couldn't resist" baby clothes - hubby's a huge fan of ducks so a lot of the clothes we find are duck themed.  Including this:

We're doing newborn professional photos so I'm hoping this is as cute on our baby as the picture is!!

Ok - time to go back to work - just a quick update.  No news is good news, right?  I'm still following several blogs, but honestly I'm just frustrated to compare my gain to other people's losses.  I'm thrilled that so many people I've been following for over a year are still doing great and dropping pounds and still with the program.  I'm just frustrated that I feel like I'm still 3 months away from starting over again.  If that makes any sense...

TTFN,
LauraLynne

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