the gym..

i've been trying to be really good about going to the gym.
because i worry about many things...... but i worry alot about the recovery, and the 'baby weight'.
last spring and summer i was awesome about going.
and then i found out i was pregnant & got so sick, so all i did was lay on the couch.
well, at about 12 weeks, i decided that i just needed to go.
so i've been doing pretty good since..... until christmas, when i really started showing.

i am seriously dragging myself to get there twice a week these days.
i walk everywhere around campus, so i feel like that justifies me not going as much
but there are two reasons for this.

one. it is getting really hard to exercise. my mom told me she experienced alot of pain at the end of her pregnancies, and i think she so lovingly passed that on to me. im not just uncomfortable... although i am that as well. my body all of a sudden started getting really sore, and painful. every morning i feel like i had run a marathon the day before, and then got kicked around (down there) for a couple hours. honestly. its bizzare. but anyways, i just feel like my body is shutting down. and activities that i use to be able to easily do, are really hard.

two. its strange being pregnant while waddling around campus. i feel like judging eyes are all around me. ;) wondering if it was an accident, or whatever else. but alot of people's eyes just automatically go down to the belly, and it makes me feel weird. well... its 100x worse at the gym. the student gym on campus, i might add. i got a spouse card for the semester so that i could use the gym, cause its really convenient since i work AND live on campus. man alive is that place a joke. i thought that before i was even married. its just a place where girls work out with their hair down and curled and wear tons of make-up, and the "itty-bitty" work-out clothes. (need i say more?)
anyways, i feel those judging eyes especially at the gym, since i am pregnant. you just dont see pregnant students very often. i feel weird.

SO, on to the story.
i dragged myself there today. im in a big t-shirt and sweat pants... feelin real large and ugly.
a 19 year old taps me on the shoulder and gives the thumbs up and says
"way to go momma!!"

i know she was just trying to be nice and encourage the large prego.... but seriously?
i instantly felt like i was 45 years old. and i left. and i probably wont return to that gym ever again.

{do i need to add that i went home and ate cadburry mini eggs?}

how i ate my contact...

well peeps... i've lost it. here's how the story goes.

the other day i pushed the snooze button way too many times... but finally realized what i had been doing and JUMPED out of bed. i only had 15 minutes to get ready and get to the bus, and for any of you who know me, this is next to impossible. Especially at 6:45 in the morning! ----remind me to never take an early class again----- and dont think im high maintenance, i just set special time aside in the morning to eat breakfast... cause again, for those who know me, i cant go too long without food :) so i am seriously RUNNING around our apartment. the first thing i did was go to my bathroom and complete my daily routine.. finishing with my contacts. this is where it all went down.. i must not have "secured" my contact to my left eye, if you know what i mean. well, in a hurry, i HAD to eat before i left. so i threw together a bowl of cereal- and NOW looking back, i remember blinking and catching something fall into my cereal. 'must have been some captain crunch falling out of my mouth'. i then heard the bus coming down my street so i ran out of my apartment and chased the bus down...


10 minutes later....


im sitting in class, trying to look at the board and notice that there is a blurr in my left contact. it was making it SO frusterating to see what the teacher was doing at the front, so i tried to get my contact out right then... and for some reason, it wasn't coming out. i must have sat in class for 15 minutes squeezing the heck out of my eye to get my contact out. so i left and went to the bathroom. i looked in the mirror and saw that i had been pinching at my natural eye, there was no contact to be found.


it was then, sitting in the girls bathroom that i realized what had happened. that "thing" that had fallen into my cereal was not captain crunch.. it was my contact. and i had finished my whole bowl of cereal, which means what peeps? i seriously ate my contact.


but what was even more annoying than realizing i ate my contact was going the rest of the day (at school) with only one contact in. Only one of my eyes was seeing right, and the other was a blurred mess.. and RED, i might add, from pinching it for 15 minutes when i thought there was a contact in it.

yep.. i've lost it.