This week was spring break, and this photo is of me at the highest point in the city of San Diego on top of Cowles Mountain. It was a slow and steady journey, but I made it to the top. I think one of the hardest things about being pregnant has been the physical changes that have slowed me down and made me not feel like myself. Just this past summer, I summited Mount Whitney and Half Dome, and now I am slowly struggling to make it up this little mountain. I like to be the fast hiker, not the slow waddler (although I don't yet think I'm really in the waddling phase just yet).
This week we finished our birthing class and hired a doula, so things are getting more real. Labor and birth will be happening before we know it. It has been empowering to learn so much about the labor and birth process, and I am really happy to have a doula to feel supported by. I am half terrified and half excited by it all.
(This week's photo taken atop Cowles Mountain, the highest point in San Diego.)