These days, we’re taking it slow. I don’t really have much choice, given that I am now gigantic and even the act of turning over in bed requires significant effort accompanied by loud grunting, but it also seems wise to get as much rest as possible now before our lives change forever. I am currently 37.5 weeks, and I’m torn between wanting to meet this little belly-dweller now and wanting to stay pregnant as long as possible – I love pregnancy, aches and pains and all. Hopefully I’ll get another chance someday.
I rarely blog about everyday life anymore, so here are some favorite instagram moments to share.
Usually we’ll be out hiking on Saturdays, but this summer we’ve spent those mornings at the Redmond Saturday Market instead, buying our weight in peaches and beets and purdy flowers. | Beer belly vs baby belly – I’m going to miss carrying this bump around.
We were planning on going to Paradise for my 36-week hike, but every fiber of my being has been screaming at me to stay close to home lately, so we went to Tiger Mountain instead, scoping out some mushroom spots for the fall. | Still walking, walking, walking on the Powerline Trail – it’s still too hot to walk in the middle of the day, so I stick to mornings and evenings.
Our poor, neglected garden (crouching and bending hurts too much to do any thinning or weeding) has been doing surprisingly well, in fact this has been our best tomato year yet! Maybe I should neglect them next summer, too. | Belly naps = JK’s new favorite thing. Feeling that baby kick will never get old.
The perfect gestabetes meal – bean curry with garlicky mushrooms and kale plus a handful of garden strawberries for dessert. Gestational diabetes really hasn’t been as bad as I thought it would be (although I really look forward to grabbing a piece of fruit without having to pair it with protein), the fact that I’m used to cooking almost all our meals at home means it’s so easy to control what goes into my body. That said, I’ve eaten a taco salad from Qdoba for dinner every single night this week, because nom. | Reading Ina May Gaskin and willing autumn to arrive early with a fall bouquet from the market.
The boys in the nursery, ready for the arrival of their little sister…or just confused about what’s going on. | Wellie bonding with the belly.
Prepping freezer meals for the postpartum period, like these pumpkin loaves. I think I’ll probably stick pretty close to the gestabetic diet even after I’m not diabetic anymore, but I’ve heard that pumpkin loaves and peanut butter cups are essential foods when it comes to nursing, yes? | Dad-in-training, being all sorts of adorable. Also: yoga ball in the background – bouncing on that thing feels really good for my SPD, I wish I had started doing it months ago!
It’s been a great year for blackberries on the Powerline Trail, even the dogs have become pros at picking their own berries from the lower branches! | It’s still summer on the trail, but I really am ready for autumn. Bring on the pumpkin spice, orange leaves, and cooler temperatures…not to mention our little one.