34 Weeks...

This has been a really trying and fun week altogether.

My travel restriction started on Tuesday which was after I begin my last trip for work. Traveling for work is a great concept and one that many people envy until they do it themselves. It does allow you an opportunity to visit new places and climates at different times, but those couple of perks can be cumbersome at times as well... like pulling shorts or lightweight materials out of storage when you travel to places like sunny Florida or Arizona. For the most part I enjoy traveling (other than missing my family while I'm gone), but this week didn't rank too high on the pleasure scale.

(Disclaimer: I feel that training your experienced peers is the hardest thing in life you'll ever have to do as a trainer.) On Sunday, I drove to the training location to be prepared to train for the week. Technically Monday was a holiday at my job. I worked on Monday. 8 hours at least. Tuesday was planned to be a long day... a long day that I would enjoy sitting down. I did. Yah for me! Wednesday - Friday I was on deck to deliver training for a majority of the day. I did. By Wednesday night my ankles looked like rising dough! That was just one day of standing. Thursday and Friday I don't think I even felt my toes my feet were so numb from the water build up. (Wish I had a picture to show you.) The pain my feet were in was only a piece of the story. I didn't know your body could be in so much pain just from breathing (or snorting my co-workers will say.) All in all it was a productive week.

Of course the week would not be complete with a few tears. Remember, I'm pregnant. So on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I cried. Of course spawned by different emotions each day: stress, joy, pain, worry, surprise, and excitement. In no particular order and as usual, most times for no particular reason.

On Thursday my wonderful co-workers threw a surprise baby shower for me. It was so nice and a very thoughtful gesture. I appreciate every one's efforts, presence at the outing, and gift. My heart was tinkled pink!

Fun was had by all this week, including the baby thanks to the Mexican rice, cookies (special delivery from the west coast), rich tomato soup, and the pebbled ice machine. (Notice all items are food related. What can I say, baby likes to eat.)

So my last travel for work before having this baby was nice and necessary. By Friday I had introduced my co-workers to the lovely world of "survival while pregnant," which includes snorting to breath, not having the strength to lift much, needing help to get up, short memory and a whole new language of gibberish... or just slamming 2 words together. lol.

I must say I'm glad it is over... and so is my body.