On this subject the opinions are certainly far apart.
What can I do in the 22 SSW still everything company and what should I avoid from now? I have read nothing about the topic on the Internet, but have set my limits for myself. The one or the other border is too late. For me, of course, it is to forego alcohol and roller coaster rides as well as strenuous sports such as Zumba. I made Zumba regularly for one year before I was pregnant, but I quickly got to know my limits in the first few weeks of the SS. Otherwise, I have eh no extreme sports. Actually, I like to walk longer and ride a bike. Now in the summer we will also go swimming more often.
What about parties? Here I have reached my limits. The last few weeks were very hard for me. I would not say I forget that I am pregnant, but I am not really enjoying myself so far. This will change from now on! I was always of the opinion “pregnancy is not a disease” I do not have to be careful, I could do everything as before and only omit the alcohol. But it is not so. Pregnancy means that the body has to carry an additional load throughout. I had to feel it myself, and I realized that I had to go back a gear.
My last weeks:
– 40 hours a week working under high pressure
– Prepare the garden. > Renovation of the terrace
– Celebrating the birthday of a friend
– The wedding of friends!
– Grilling with friends
Every weekend booked.
Job. I will take back something more in the future. Submit more. My replacement finally signed her employment contract. It starts on 01.07. I promise myself a good relief. I can not change the number of hours, but if I’m not under pressure and stress all day, it would be worth it!
Financial management. Well also here I can not change much if I would not live in a Saustall. If I can limit my weekend activities, I should have more time for this. At the moment I get every time we get visit in stress. I still try to get “fast by the way” the whole apartment on Vordermann. Clean bathrooms, kitchen cleaning, dusting and dust suction. Distributed to a week no problem, all in one day very probably a problem.After two hours of housework my backs!
Garden. He is not big, and yet there is plenty to do with maternity clothes. Weeding, planting flowers, planting flowers, cleaning the terrace and the furniture. Alex, thank God, is a great help.However, my quality requirement is very high, just like my urge to always do the same.I can not just sit down and do nothing and watch Alex while gardening. I have to help! I have to control everything with the eye of an eye. That’s what I got from my mama.Her garden always looked perfect. I want that, too. I can only feel comfortable when everything around me is done to the best of my knowledge.
From the idea of ”perfection” I should slowly say goodbye! If the child is there, I will not have the time to weed for hours.
Our terrace is as old as our house. 22 years. This one notes unfortunately. When the long cold phase at the end of May finally had its end and we were more often in the garden, I was very dissatisfied with the terrace. Everywhere weeds, between each individual fugue. The plates are oblique, partially broken. Unfortunately our house management is not interested. If I pluck the whole weed out, it does not take a week and it is there again. A new terrace is too expensive. A solution had to come. In the hardware store we were quickly found. I did not expect it to be exhausting and burdensome. We bought a gas bottle with a weed burner, 25 kilos of mortar, a large broom and a weed-steel brush. First we burned the entire weed> Duration approx. 1.5 hours. Then a really hard work came. Clean the joints with the brush. > Duration approx. 3 hours. At this point, I already had infinite cross pain, thought me but the rest would go faster. Wrongly thought. The mortar in the joints turn so it is on the packaging, unfortunately is then anything but tidy. I pressed the mortar by hand into every single groove. For hours.>Infernal Cross Pain> the rest of the day. The next day we went on. We had to buy new mortar. A total of 50 kilos. I have to learn to spend things. I should have called my brother or Alex brother or both to help Alex at work.Why can not I? I always feel it is only tidy when I do it myself…again, the”perfection” stands in my way.
Parties and parties. I do not want to limit my social life, but I need to pay more attention to the needs of my baby. My girlfriend Kristina already married a year ago and has been planning her church wedding ever since. It was really a dream wedding.But also a tight program with baby on board. 10 am White sausage breakfast, the arrival of the beautiful, perfect bride and groom accompanied by a marching band.12:00 Departure to the church. There was a small wait, the ceremony was only at 1pm and we were 45 minutes early. At 35 ° in the sun. 2 pm back in the festive hall, sect reception, gift delivery. 3 pm, The band started playing. GEIL, horny tape. But clean.The bass was booming. Here I noticed the first border. Or. My baby showed it to me.He was awake, and stepped, several times, through. It was too loud for him. I had never thought about it. I mean I know he has been listening to us since SSW 16. But I did not think that he might feel disturbed. I thought he’d settle down soon. Wrongly thought. As the next program item, there was the wedding stave and then traditionally the bride was abducted. Again a change of location. The bride was found in a wooden building next to the main building. Unfortunately it was there inside 40° and the band was unlikely to play loudly, everyone clapped, raced, danced on the benches. The atmosphere was boundless and the alcohol flowed. Really a very successful wedding.Just not for a pregnant woman. The booming bass, the volume and the heat made it a problem for me. The baby was constantly awake. Here I knew I could no longer ignore it and sit out on the terrace outside on a chair for a short time. Still very noisy and hot, but much better. How I would have liked to have celebrated, would have hopped on the benches … But so it was better. The day should go on for a long time. There was a delicious dinner, the bride and the groom danced the opening dance and afterwards the 110 party guests were no longer to stop. Alex and I decided to go home at 10pm. It was just too loud and the baby was awake the whole day. It should sleep 20 hours a day, here it came to no 8.
Nevertheless, I must say the wedding will be remembered. For “non-pregnant” real a dream wedding and true perfection down to the smallest detail.
The summary is: I have to turn off my perfection, work with colleagues, friends, family and Alex, and listen to my body! I can go on celebrations, but must pay attention to the environment and the noise level. As long as it is not too loud, it is not a problem. Furthermore, I treat myself from now more breaks. Feet up is allowed. I do not have to be there!
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