veronica.harwood

28 weeks 🤰🏼🤍 Hello, third trimester!

November mamas, HOW are we feeling?!

Baby girl is officially a daily acrobat and I swear the heartburn—or is it throat burn?!—has basically become part of every meal at this point.

One thing I was not expecting: the SI joint/back pain. Some days I genuinely question how I’m supposed to push through another 3 months AND then push through labor when my back already has something to say every day. 😅

Vivid dreams? ✔️
Glucose test coming up? ✔️ Fingers crossed 🤞🏼
Getting more excited to meet her by the day? ABSOLUTELY. 🥹

Now that we’re in the third trimester, I’m really trying to prioritize good meals, sleep and recovery just as much as staying active. Baby is about to do a whole lot of growing over these next few months. 🤍

28-week / November mamas — tell me where you’re at. What are you feeling lately and what symptom caught you completely off guard? 👇🏼

When we decided to head to the courthouse, a party was never part of the plan… but my Grandmom had plans of her own. 🤍

So we pulled together a little Celebration of Love & Life—an intimate afternoon with the friends and family who could make it.

And if you’ve been here for a while, you already know my Grandmom and Aunt. They’ve been my glam squad through every bodybuilding competition over the years, and now they’re helping celebrate some of life’s biggest milestones. They also never pass up an opportunity to decorate a house. 😅

Training through pregnancy has looked different than I expected. 🤍

It’s not even about consistency anymore—it’s about listening.

Listening to my body.
Meeting each workout where I’m at that day.
Not comparing myself to yesterday or anyone else.

For years, I trained with the mindset of pushing through discomfort. Pregnancy has taught me that strength also means knowing when to pull back. Not because I’m weak, but because I’m protecting not only baby, but also my own joints, ligaments and recovery for postpartum.

Every workout is different now, and that’s okay.

Movement isn’t about proving anything anymore—it’s about preparing my body for birth, recovery, and one of the biggest adventures of my life. 🤍

Two years without my love 🤍

A kind of love not everyone gets to experience… and one I’ll always be grateful for.

This past week, Dr. Dan placed Mr. BoVice’s ashes somewhere he can be part of our everyday life.
And yes… I still sleep with my pillow of him.

Not out of sadness—but because I get to carry the memories, the love, and everything he gave me.
A simple reminder of how much I’ve grown.

Forever my boy. Always my heart!