August IRL 2015 – PREGANCY edition
| September 5, 2015 | Posted by Melinda under Mel's Life, Pregnancy |
I managed to leave my ipad where I log all my data at a friends house early in the month and so I don’t have any hard numbers to share with you, but it went something like this:
MerryLegs
Worked with a couple of times? Mostly let her chill.
Farley
Definitely rode 1x on trail. At Mare Camp most of the month. Mostly let her chill.
Rider Fit
Longer hikes about once a week, daily walks. Some short spurts of running at least 1x per week….but nothing that gets logged as running in my running log.
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The good news is that I’m close enough I can smell the trails just waiting to glide under hooves and my feet (one more month people!!!! So probably 2 more months before I can really expect to get some good runs in) so I’m less impatient now and willing to bide my time in something other then utter impatience. After all, in the past I’ve EASILY spent 1-2 months injured and burnt out. In fact, I did whole ULTRAs without running in the previous 1-2 months (not a strategy I recommend….but my point is 6-8 weeks isn’t crazy town of me not riding or running.).
The other piece of good news is that riding continues to be fine (EDIT: as long as it isn’t a 1 hour bareback ride on the trail complete with spooking and getting lost. THAT was painful). Now that Farley is home I’m looking forward to some regular rides around the orchards – a welcome relief since walking the dog is just not the same as running when it comes to quieting my mind (although ice cream and a good book come in a very close second?).
This month in lieu of our regular IRL for logistical and practical reason, we are going to do a look back at the adventures I’ve managed to have despite being pregnant – the first half only because the length of this post and number of pictures was starting to get RIDICULOUS.
No, contrary to what popular belief seems to be, life did NOT stop while I was pregnant (or in vet school, or when I got a job, or I suspect when I become a parent, or when my sister died, or when I broke my arm, or when I got married, or……). What’s the saying? Life is what happens when you are busy with something else? I do less now, I do it differently, but I still DO STUFF and that is important to me.
Week 1
Farley’s first solo drive
I also celebrated my 30th birthday this week.
Week 2
I broke Early Grey while driving to Funder’s house to see her and HER new baby. EG was rechristianed as the ZOMBIE and continued to be a functional commuter car to clinics even with the cracked head gasket. BTW Zombie was recently put back into use this week after months of “resting” for the lack of a relay thingy and a battery. This week the Zombie drove again!!!!!! (Matt is *delighted*. That was sarcasm. The “POS that will strand me some day” does not hold his respect like the little car that won’t die does for me for some reason.
Oh, did I mention I was still in clinics? This little one didn’t make it and was the first (only?) patient I got attached to.
Week 3
Went for a trail ride. As usual when going to Oroville, I managed to forget something. Ah yes, MY HELMET.I already had a strong suspicion I was pregnant this week. (ultrasound would later put me at 3 weeks on this date, but according to LMP which is what I had to go on, I was about 5 weeks)
Yep, still running.
Week 4
And…..still in clinics
Week 5
And….still running.
Week 6
The zombie confirmed as a zombie (cracked head gasket) we found the car that I’ve been wanting for awhile, but wasn’t willing to pay for – Subaru with leather seats and sunroof – for an excellent price used. Woot!!!!!! <3 this car.
Week 7
But alas it meant the truck had to go. Of the two trucks, this one was the least versatile. Of all the vehicles that I have sold and owned, this is the one I still miss after it’s gone. The perfect wheel base to put my trailer ANYWHERE. But 2 cars, 2 trucks, AND work truck that my husband drives on a daily basis is WAY TOO MANY cars for a couple who live in a suburban neighborhood.
ML left for Amber’s
Week 8
Yep, still running
And picking up my age group awards at the Coastal trail running organization! It was sometime this week that the ultrasound at the doc’s office put me at 6 weeks instead of 8 weeks. Bummed since this meant 2 more weeks pregnant than strictly necessary.
Week 9
Still in clinics. (behind me is a hernia operation on a calf).
Dragged my sister out on her first long run and declared her ready for a half marathon.
She reciprocated by dragging me to a comic-con
Week 10
And we went hiking! I complained a lot. The first half was unrelenting up, at elevation. The shoes that I was wearing cemented their fate as “not going home with me” and I threw them down a cliff at the end – I mean gave them to my sister – and walked into our post hike restaurant for milkshakes in my socks because that’s how much I hated them.
ML was doing her thing
Week 11
More riding. This time with Funder at the Cache creek trails. BTW – this was the site of one of CA’s massive fires, so it now looks MUCH different from this!
Oh and I guess I should mention I was still pregnant. I periodically would ultrasound myself and send the videos to my husband. Very difficult to both manipulate the probe, the machine, AND video myself.
Week 12
Yeah. Still in clinics. In case you forgot.
Week 13
On clinics with particularly long hours, I would review my student loans. Because at some point my husband and I had to file our taxes and the amount of my loans and the fact that income-based repayment is the only doable solution makes my husband and my tax situation VERY complicated. Oh, and I didn’t have a job yet. BTW – the numbers in this screen shot aren’t completely accurate. By the time I actually graduated, my total loan debt was even *higher* then this. In case you were wondering.
Did I mention I was still in clinics?
Week 14
At some point my friends decided I needed an intervention and sent some care packages and I ended up with GLITTER.
And some of my clinics sucked less then others. Field trip to aquariums in SF anyone?
Week 15
Figured that a month away from graduation was close enough to being a real vet I could send in my AERC control judge application.
I was still playing with glitter
And still ultrasounding the baby.
Week 16
Still in clinics……
Week 17
Still in clinics….
Here nice buffalo….have some water….
I unofficially vetted for Cache Creek endurance ride this week…and managed not to get a SINGLE picture.
Week 18
I paced my sister through her first half marathon. It was not my choice for her first half because of a pretty brutal elevation profile. But whatever. “Do you think anyone is going to notice that I’m pregnant in these photos, or are they just going to assume that the 18 pounds I’ve gained is just me getting fat? “
“Meh. Make it into a cartoon and no one will notice”. (which I did, and no one did)
Still in clinics (yes, this little guy made it).
Week 19
End of the last day of clinics before…….
I GRADUATED!!!!! Nope, family still didnt’ know. Those robe things are glorious.
Did I mention I graduated?
Week 20
Still had 2 weeks of make up clinics to do after graduation.
At least it came with kittens
It was 21ish weeks when we told family I was pregnant (and as a bonus had already had the official ultrasound where they check for sex so knew it was a girl too). The weeks and pictures aren’t EXACTLY lining up because it’s hard to know where to put the cut off so I’ve arbitrarly picked the weekend. The OCD part of me is freaking out a bit that somehow this makes this fall on week 20 when it was actually 21, but whatever. The blog timeline sorta generally correct. You’ve been warned.
The next half of the post will either come soon….or I’ll get busy enough I’ll use it for the next IRL post!
You. Are. Adorable.
That is all.
(sorry about the little guy that didn’t make it. I know, it happens, but I’m still sorry)
This is THE COOLEST way to look back on pregnancy. I love all the photos and how active and busy you are despite growing a human. So very cool.