Getting my Sweat On!

Hello all! This week has been pretty great so far. Spencer and I went to the gym earlier this afternoon, and it felt sooo good to get out and get moving! I've been a little wary of gyms since getting pregnant, not that I had any reason to be. I guess I just felt unsure of how to work out without hurting the baby. Turns out though, she seems to love when I do! The last few times I've gone and done cardio and simple weight lifting, she gets her own spurts of energy and starts moving around like crazy! I asked the Dr. about this, to make sure it was a good reaction, and he said that she is able to feel the effects of my elevated pulse, and as long as I keep it at a moderate level, all it's doing to Avery is getting her blood pumping a little faster. Plus, he said there is some evidence that babies can also feel the good-feeling endorphin kick afterward. Awesome! So, this momma and baby combo will be hitting the gym quite a bit more now! Another reason I'm finally getting back into working out is that my energy levels are slowly creeping back to normal. I rarely feel exhausted for no reason anymore, and I'm loving it! This is by far my favorite part of being pregnant. I'm starting to feel more like myself again, and I have a baby bump big enough to enjoy instead of feeling self conscious about it. Avery is always jabbing and poking at me, and although its not the best feeling in the world, I love that she is becoming more and more present. In 8 short weeks she'll be here with us!! Yay!

Best. Husband. Ever.

So friends, I have a need to brag about my husband. Spencer has been nothing but helpful all week, and he deserves some credit! It's normal for him to go above and beyond, but I'm in awe of all he's been doing lately. Last weekend we went to visit his family in Vegas, and while there I picked up a 24 hr bug that had been going around. As most of you know, I'm a HUGE wuss when it comes to pain, so I was pretty much useless. He took such good care of me, feeding me jello and helping me take baths. He also drove the entire 6 hour distance home while I slept in the passenger seat. When we got home, I was feeling better, but then was rendered useless again when my sweet baby girl kicked me a little too hard and popped one of my ribs. That night, Spencer came home from 8 hours of work, put his headphones on, and cleaned the ENTIRE house! Dishes, vacuuming, laundry, everything! I was so out of it, and he just kept on cleaning. He also made dinner that night, and the next. On top of all of this, Spencer works 40+ hours a week, and works out at least an hour a day. He also puts up with "pregnant me" all the time, which generally includes anxiety and unexplained crying, neediness, crankiness, and weird food cravings. He's preparing for our daughter's arrival and planning for the LSAT. I swear, I got so unbelievably lucky in the husband department. He should really get an award for all he does. I love him so much!!!