Say something mean and I'll sit on you.

So, I've been noticing that my pants have been somewhat snug lately and that I've acquired an interesting amount of backfat. Yeah, that's right. Backfat. Y'know, bra-hang. Shoulderblade love-handles. I've been chalking it up to the kid growing in my belly and the hormones being produced. At my last doctor's appointment at the beginning of March, I gained a total of 4 lbs between visits and the doctor seemed pleased with this.

Ummmm....yeah......

I just got back from the doctor's office. In 28 days, I've gained NINE POUNDS!. What the hell is that? I hopped on the scale and was staring at the scale/weight/thingies while the nurse was adjusting it. Counting on my fingers, I figured I HAD to be wrong. I looked at the nurse and asked her what the total poundage for the month was. "Oh, it looks like about 9 pounds. Could be a lot of fluid." Of course, she says this with an apologetic laugh that doesn't quite do the job of calming my hysterics. I mentioned the weight gain to the doctor and he didn't seem too phased by it. He said that he'd really like to see only a 2 or 3 pound gain for the next visit and if it was another big jump, then we'd take some action.

The black cloud of fat is hanging over my head today. I'm having visions of my big-girl days and I'm a little bit bummed about it. As I type this, I think about all of the evil women who casually say that they've only gained three or four pounds and they're well into their 5th month. All I can say to them is that I hate you and I hope cellulite from the heavens falls upon your ass.


Update: This entire rant has been meaningless. I just did the math and realized that since I go back and forth between my doctor's two offices, I haven't been in this office for two months. I've actually only gained 4 pounds in the past month. I will sheepishly back out of this post now...carry on.

Butterbean

So this is what the kid looked like when I was about 7 weeks along. Reminds me of a bean of some kind---maybe kidney. Now that I'm in my 19th week---this little bean is kicking the crap outta me! It started on Thursday and seems to be pretty regular now. I was listening to a Jackson 5 song on my way to the gym on Saturday and the little guy went nuts---I think it's a sign that if it's a he, he likes the name Jackson...

We'll have a new sonogram pic in 11 days and we'll know the SEX!!!

I had a couple clients renew with me on Saturday- always makes me happy. There's just something awesome about people trusting you with their health and wellness and willing to put their money where your mouth is. I'm excited about creating some really fun programs for both of them.

Hmmm.... nothing else really today. I'm at work and the countdown has begun.... just over three months until I'm DONE WORKING. I cannot even begin to describe how much I need that time off. And I've also got just over a month until my semester is finished-that's another 2 bricks off my shoulders right now. I'm getting pretty overworked and I'm starting to wonder how long I should continue with the personal training. I think I may only do another 2 months and then say adios. I'd like to be able to go home after job #1 and just be home----maybe that's the nesting instinct?