I noticed on our vacation the belly was getting out there. Bending over now is accompanied with grunting. What I didn't realize was when I returned to boot camp, the belly was in the way. Step ups? Uh, the knee doesn't goes as high. At first I thought, "What the heck? What is my leg hitting?" Then I realized, "Dang it! It's the baby. When did this happen?"
Next up burpees. At this point, my heifer in heat breathing had already kicked in and I was quickly reminded how pregnant I am right now. I started out with a wide stance so I could actually squat down. It wasn't wide enough. It got so ridiculous, that my best friend and fitness trainer says, "Seriously, Amanda?"
I guess it was that bad. I need to get this on video. I love to laugh and laughing at myself is my favorite past time. If I do get it on camera, you can bet I will post it for you!
Anyway, I got home, sat on the back porch with my protein shake, and had my quiet time. I mention my protein shake because I was able to sit it on my stomach and it stayed there as I read my devotion. When it came time for journaling, I removed my cup to replace it with my journal. Ridiculous. 20 weeks and my stomach is already my table. Never. NEVER have I had a table at 20 weeks. That is why #4 is the last baby. Talk about table top at conception if there were to be a fifth. Can you imagine?
And just in case you are thinking, "She's exaggerating!" I have proof. This was me on Monday morning after I realized how much I had popped out.
So in all that you do today, be reminded that your stomach is NOT this big!