Earlier this evening, I was tired. Sleepy. I went to sleep figuring I'd catch up on blogging in the morning. Then I woke up for the second or third time in an hour and a half, my husband got home from hockey wanting to talk, and my brain was once again stimulated. Now he's sleeping and I'm in here blogging. I just don't have patience to lie around in bed for more than an hour (the hour was my limit tonight) trying to make my brain stop working long enough to sleep. Did I mention that I'm also having a Braxton Hicks contraction right now?
Lately I feel like my posts have been a broken record. "This is what I did/did not get done today..." An incredibly boring, broken record. So instead of telling you that Al got the trim up in the baby's room and it looks gorgeous and that I finished the back of my soon-to-be-niece's quilt and am now ready to hand it over to my sister for quilting and binding, I'll talk about a new pregnancy symptom that I knew nothing about before becoming near-term pregnant and that's been mystifying me for the past three or four days. Not only can you get stretch marks--and I have quite a few remarkably colorful ones--but they can swell (just like my feet, ankles, hands, and I swear my face, but not any more than it does when my sinuses are aggravated by allergies). Not only can they swell, but they can itch. I know I'm not the only pregnant woman who has experienced this, just because there are quite a few entries in a Google search for the symptom. But I find it strangely bizarre. And itchy.
Another thing that's been mystifying me? How anyone--anyone--could actually go full term and have a baby in a toilet (or elsewhere--you've all heard these stories) without knowing she's pregnant. I'm sorry, but how can you be so unobservant not to notice all the changes to your body--or health--for nine full months? Even if you're carrying it in a way that it (somehow) doesn't show? That just mystifies me, and frankly, makes me question those women's intellect. But I'm not actually trying to be mean here, so I'll drop it.
And since I'm still not in the least bit sleepy, I think I'll round out this blog with a list of things I won't miss about being pregnant (I'm not as in love with the experience as my friend Tracy was):
- Sleeping on my sides.
- Waking up every half hour to forty-five minutes to roll over because I'm so uncomfortable from sleeping on my sides.
- The difficulty I have rolling over with an extra forty-three pounds (mostly in the belly area), sore hips, and sore ligaments or muscles or whatever they are on my inner thighs.
- Getting out of bed every hour to go to the bathroom.
- The feeling that I have to go to the bathroom every time I stand up.
- The tired feeling I've been getting in my swollen legs from standing more than two minutes at a time.
- The discomfort I have sitting down.
- The effort it takes to get in and out of the recliner, which is currently the only semi-comfortable seating in the house for me.
- The fatigue.
- The heartburn.
- The difficulties in digestion that occur from both pregnancy and taking antacids to combat the heartburn.
- The full feeling I get after eating one-third of a meal.
- The questions, comments, and speculations that every stranger has an undeniable urge to ask/make every time they see me.
- The difficulty I have letting the dog out or feeding the dog and cat (getting up and down from the floor, bending over, etc.).
- Waddling.
Ugh. Try to go back to sleep now? Maybe...
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