Eating for 3

I started this blog as an online journal for my pregnancy with Sock Monkey.  My only post about my pregnancy was when I was about 22 weeks.  Ironically, that's where I'm at in pregnancy number three.  I've had it on my daily to-do list every day for the last 2 months to keep up with this blog.  Here is my first attempt. Hopefully the next post won't be at 22 weeks with number four (Lord help me!).


Although I'm showing, I still don't feel pregnant.  Besides the heart burn and constant peeing.  At my 1st midwife appointment, I gave them an estimate of my weight, what I've been hovering around for the last few years (it was the midwife's first day and my first time with a midwife - so neither of us knew that the scale was sitting in the bathroom waiting to let me know the magic number).  At my 2nd appointment, we were both a little more savvy, so I actually weighed myself.  I was shocked at the number.  I haven't seen it in years.  Plus, I was, what, 12 weeks pregnant.  It was a good number, by the way.  3rd appointment - same number as the last appointment.  What the hell.  I was secretly loving this no weight gain with a number I would be happy with any other time other then pregnancy.  I was also secretly scared.  Why am I not gaining weight?  Is that safe for the baby?  


I am still nursing Sock Monkey, so I think that's the biggest contributing factor.  It is definitely a calorie burner.  I've also decided to ditch my former lazy ways this year, so I basically don't stop moving from the time I get home until bed time- all while carrying around a 20lb toddler.  


However, I don't think I was eating enough.  Really, I'm eating for 3.  I certainly wasn't not eating.  That will never be an issue with me.  Never.  So I've upped my game.  Phew, if I thought my life revolved around food before.. you should see me now.  I eat around 6-7 times a day.  I do need to focus better on WHAT I'm eating.  I generally try to eat pretty healthy, but since I've given myself license to consume as many calories as possible, I'll admit it.. many sweet treats find their way to my mouth.  


Awesomely enough, my thighs still fit in my jeans.  I'd like to keep it that way throughout this pregnancy though.  Thankfully Sock Monkey shows no signs of being ready to wean, so I've got that calorie burner in my back pocket.  As I polish off a 2 inch thick piece of a cinnamon bread loaf and heartburn begins to jeopardize my comfort level, I have to remember that I'm growing a human here.  Only the best stuff needs to go in.     


Let's just say, I can't wait to get on the scale again at my next midwife's appointment.