Where's Mommy?

Day 109. The 4-month mark is fast approaching. Korean food was not popular with the fetus whom Cyrus and I lovingly refer to as "Rambo" because it's a boy and we have no idea what else to call him because coming up with boy names is flat out really, really hard. Oh the bloating. Oh dear. It's real. Very, very real. The struggle between giving-in to the deep, gnawing hunger without adding more hot air to my ever-expanding body is nearly impossible. Major diet changes to come. Let's see if I can't fix this somehow with a better diet. So far I've been pretty good but could definitely let up on the salt. Unfortunately that is what Rambo craves. He doesn't want sugar (strangely). He wants the tortilla chips and salsa and guac. He wants all. the. cheese. Again, will try to figure this out. Picked up yoga again today after not doing it for a year because the last two days of running have completely trashed my body after not doing it for 10 days. Lactic acid...

I have been busy creating life for 107 days now. Okay, so far it hasn't been that difficult but it sounds badass. Seeing as everyone and their dog are pretty much designed to create life, I take no credit. But I do want to document the entire process for my future self, my future kid, and for anyone else who is curious about how their pregnancy compares to someone else's. It's day 107 and I'm well into the second trimester. A little late to begin documenting the miracle of life but whatever. At this point I feel so, so fat. We got back from a week in Delaware visiting family and then drove for four days across the country in a mad dash because we are closing on a house this Friday. I thought I could somehow achieve a belly-only pregnancy by continuing to run and eat healthy but well, that dream went down the toilet. Delaware in July is hot as fuck and I didn't feel like cooking the fetus so I basically did no physical exercise the entire time. On top of feeling di...