In The Home Stretch

More or less.
But at any rate just got out of my second prenatal yoga class with Avery at High Desert Yoga and I feel so relaxed and limber I could just drop this baby out of me right now.
Though hopefully I won't. Not yet anyway.
Ya know, it's funny. Everyone thinks of pregnancy as lasting 9 months, when clearly it is longer.
Let's do some math shall we...see I am 32 weeks, so 32 divided by 4 weeks in a month is 8 months. 8 months pregnant, so only one month to go, right? Wrong. According to Wikipedia, and I am sure various other more reliable sources, human gestation is on average 38 weeks, but may go up to 42 weeks...soooo...38 weeks is 9 and a half months, 40 and even 10, and going for the gold, 42 weeks TEN AND A HALF MONTHS PEOPLE. yikes! Am I counting this wrong? At least I am not an elephant, who will carry her child for 22 months, or for those of you hard of math like me, just two months shy of TWO YEARS.
which reminds me, for those of you stout of heart, here is an awesome video of an elephant mamma giving birth to what appears to be a still born babe, and then literally kick starting it to life. Not recommended for human children mamma's, but still pretty remarkable that she knew exactly what to do...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVFTYzNHHRY

at any rate, technically human gestation is a little shorter if you remove the extra two weeks tacked on counting from the first day of your last menstrual period to the actual day you conceived...I suppose medical health professionals count from this day because most women don't know exactly when they conceived, so they figure they can get the umbrella time window of anytime after the start of the last period. But usually we don't drop that egg till two weeks AFTER the first day of our last period.

So, that brings the total back down to a reasonable 36-38 weeks.

Anyway.

I had a lovely preggo day at the "beach" the other day, on the shores of Cochiti Lake (technically as New Mexico is a desert and totally landlocked, the "beaches" are confined to the shores of largely man made lakes like Cochiti, which is just a section of damned up river from the Rio Grande. While at first my Northwestern born and bred eyes it looked barren and unnapealing, not being helped by the fact that a) the only shade structure was man made shelters, and the BATHROOM WAS CLOSED. Unfortunately I had made myself some sugar free lemonade with xylitol, which unfortunately had some rather unpleasant laxative effects, which made some awkward moments of hobbling into rocky areas where it was difficult to find even a bush.
(this must be the side with bushes)

anyway, after I relaxed into the situation, and actually gained enough courage to brave the water, I felt a blissfull weightless feeling, accompanied by the sensation of being as Elizabeth Gilbert in Eat Pray Love said "in the palm of the universe".
Also, Ryan had suggested he do some maternity shots while I was there (as per my desire to do something like this
(more of which like it can be found on Offbeat Families.com, an offshoot of the entirely awesome blog the Offbeat Bride)
and wound up with him taking a coupla pictures of me like this
,
which eventually inspired my friend Beth Elise to take this picture
which I think is pretty great also.

At any rate. I am getting sleepy now and think I am going to go curl up on the couch with Ryan (who has a second job interview today! which might mean that we are back in the black soon and maybe I can afford these shoes I've been fantasizing about
and other more important things like actual baby stuff.

Speaking of baby stuff, I made one more cutesey crafty thing the other day...it's a little sleepy time bear. I made it out of fabric scraps and felt, and stuffed it with some salvaged batting and lavender. I think it turned out pretty cute.

ok. that's all folks.
till next time.
x
jess