Those days of gentle kicks are long gone....
I've been introduced to a deadly new force called Symphisis Pubic Dysfunction (SPD) or what I like to refer as "Hoo Ha" pain. It literally feels like someone is taking a hammer to my lower pelvic region all freakin day long. If I listen closely I can even hear a clicking sound when I get off the bed. And standing on one leg to put my pants on? Forget about it! This makes my swollen elephant feet feel like heaven. I think the hubs thinks I'm a wuss because I'm moaning and complaining. He keeps betting I'll ask for the epidural as soon as I arrive to the hospital. I explained to him (in my lovely tone of voice) that its DIFFERENT when you're expecting pain rather than waking up one day feeling like someone was trying to rip apart your pelvic bone. Oh yeah and Dr. V pretty much told me to deal with it and pray it just goes away or my pelvic bone adjusts to the pain. Nice Doc!
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I have thirty days until my delivery and I'm praying she'll arrive atleast 1-2 weeks early. Because I honestly don't think I can handle her being on time or late. Dr. V says her head is down and she's made her way south. Right now she's weighing in a little over 6lbs and I'm also praying that she'll gain no more than 1 lb until delivery. Lord knows I can't handle an 8 pounder! Otherwise, heck yeah I'll be asking for that epidural at check in. Do you think we can call a head for the anesthesiologist? Just joking...well I guess we'll just wait and see.
Yesterday, I treated myself to an amazing massage which actually helped the hoo-ha pain subside momentarily. Except the friendly, over talkative massage therapist had to make a comment about my cute, swollen feet. I didn't pay you to talk lady...just rub!!! I also had my hair trimmed by the cutest darn hair stylist I've met. Maybe because I'm fat and pregnant, but I couldn't help but stare out how damn skinny and perfect she looked. Seriously, I loved her entire look from head to toe. And there I was... forced to stare at myself in the mirror with a drape snug around my fat neck and swollen cheeks. Not cute.
On the brightside, I only paid $50 for a massage, hair cut and style, wax and manicure. Thanks to the most awesome new service ever called Groupon. It's a new online service to get the word out on deals in your city. Each day a different coupon is featured for a super low price. I can't help but check it every morning when I get to work.
$5000 a year on Formula? Nuff Said!!
I eagerly attended the Breastfeeding Your Baby class with my trusty BFF Nicole. She was my honorary support person for the evening and I couldn't thank her enough for being there. I did notice she looked very interested in the tips and benefits of breastfeeding (can we guess she'll be preggers by 2011?).
By the way, yes this is the most beneficial thing you can do for your baby but all you had to tell me is the average parent spends over $5k on formula! Uhh no thanks! I did learn that breastfeeding your baby reduces her chances of getting Type 1 Diabetes. So there's no doubt Vivien...you're going on the boob!
This made me LOL for real! I remember feeling like my hoo-ha was about to crack open and the baby would fall out because it hurt so bad.
ReplyDeleteWishing you lots of luck and hoping these last few weeks go by quickly!