Finding Something To Do Before Freedom Surrenders

Although the bending over to tie shoes is virtually impossible, I am finding that the third trimester is coming into it's own comfort zone. Like the snake charmers who become immune to snake venom, the huge pregnancy is becoming immune to the former challenges of gravity, cumbersomeness, and low energy levels. Who am I kidding? Maybe I just feel great today. Maybe it's because the temperature is in the upper 60's and not the upper 90's.  I gained three more pounds in two weeks as I tipped the scale yesterday at the doctor's office.  How am I absorbing that weight and not feeling it as much as I did a mere few weeks ago?  Maybe, because I didn't battle with my daughter to get her dressed this morning as her dad did it this time, I have a little more energy. Maybe it's because I had a hearty Mexican breakfast to fuel my day. Whatever it is, I feel so great I want to prepare for the NYC Marathon in a few weeks. I doubt the officials would let in a 46-year old third trimester pregnant candidate.  I am now barred from flights and cruises.  Just when I'm feeling slightly energized, I can't go anywhere or do anything fun. I want to go dancing, but I can't go to a club for fear the other dancers would bounce off me like bumper cars.  No one wants an enormous pregnant woman around. What do you do with her? Last time I was in my third trimester, I was at my job, glued to my desk. At least there was professional air conditioning and Hinckley and Schmidt water. But it was a boring way to pass the third trimester and my co-workers pretty much stayed out of my way. Now, I am footloose and fancy-free with nothing to do and nowhere to go.  These next 8 weeks are my ticket to freedom. What can I do? Maybe I will decorate the country house and take up golf :) :) Cooking and travel shows have become my nighttime passion.  It's just one of those ironies in life: I have the time but I can't do much.  Energy or no energy, that stomach gets in the way.  Guess I'm relegated to slow walks around the neighborhood, subway rides to Manhattan, and lots of computer time on the old derriere.