We survived the move! We moved in Wednesday, closing on two houses (selling and buying) while navigating movers and a U-Haul, with the help of amazing friends who will be paid in Mexican food and margaritas.
At 18 weeks, I can't really help as much as I would have liked. I thought I kept it really light, but Thursday I was sick as a dog: leave work sick. I never do that. I was a vomitous, tired mess. Friday was a little better, and yesterday I felt human. I have learned my lesson. I have to take it easy.
Speaking of 18 weeks, we found out Monday (busy week, right?) that we're having a girl! I am excited to start decorating, and our families like the idea of shopping and hand-making for a girl.
The bad news about overdoing it on Wednesday is that I still haven't been for a walk in my neighborhood, let alone a run. There is an easy 1-mile loop for walking, there are trails less than .25 miles away, and today I found a playground exactly 1 mile away. I've put countless loops on gmap-pedometer.com that range from three to ten miles, but I haven't done any of them and I don't even feel guilty. I think I'll go for a walk with the dogs tomorrow if I'm still feeling good, and maybe I'll run Tuesday if I feel up to it.