this pregnancy is wearing out its welcome
Time has become a bit of a blur--since I've hit my last trimester things have seemed to go really quickly--so I can't say definitely for certain when it started but some time ago, I reckon 6 weeks or so, the baby's head started engaging. A kiddo's head can start pushing into your bits pretty early on and they can move back up and move back down whenever they feel like it. It's not comfortable. It pushes things apart and the main symptom was that sometimes it felt like someone had kicked me as hard as possible in the vag. But it was usually temporary-ish--I could get on all fours and it would go away, or just walk a bit and the baby would move back up. But in the past two weeks it's gotten more and more painful to move my legs and it became gradually clear that even a baby's waddy head couldn't be responsible for that amount of pain.
It turns out that your body produces stuff to make your joints more flexible in preparation for birth. It had the unintended effects of loosening up my knitting gauge and making me terrible at Rock Band (my fingers feel clumsy and I can't hit the buttons very fast), but it also means that my pelvis is flexing too to prepare for a baba's head shoving through it. Unfortunately it's flexing too far and it means that any movement that involves uneven weight on my pelvis HURTS LIKE A BITCH OH MY GOD WHY.
These are things that you take for granted but unfortunately have been known to make me cry in the last two weeks:
--sitting up without pushing myself up on my hands
--getting up from sitting on the floor
--going up or down stairs
--getting into the car the normal way--i have to turn my back to the driver's seat, fall in, and then pull my legs in behind me
--turning over in bed
that's right. TURNING OVER IN BED. i'm a stomach sleeper by nature so it's already hard enough to sleep without doing that, but i'm not allowed to sleep on my back either. so i have to sleep on my side, but my legs will fall asleep, so i turn over a lot. except now, swinging my legs over to the other side hurts so bad it will wake me up all the way.
i'm sorry for whinging, i'm tired of hearing it myself and i'm sure dave is too. but goddammit. it was FUN up until two weeks ago! now the baby sits so low and i waddle and i'm in a lot of pain and i'm so constipated and i feel so big. i can't wait to hold this child in my arms! it belongs there, not inside me, wiggling and trying to make room that just isn't there.
It turns out that your body produces stuff to make your joints more flexible in preparation for birth. It had the unintended effects of loosening up my knitting gauge and making me terrible at Rock Band (my fingers feel clumsy and I can't hit the buttons very fast), but it also means that my pelvis is flexing too to prepare for a baba's head shoving through it. Unfortunately it's flexing too far and it means that any movement that involves uneven weight on my pelvis HURTS LIKE A BITCH OH MY GOD WHY.
These are things that you take for granted but unfortunately have been known to make me cry in the last two weeks:
--sitting up without pushing myself up on my hands
--getting up from sitting on the floor
--going up or down stairs
--getting into the car the normal way--i have to turn my back to the driver's seat, fall in, and then pull my legs in behind me
--turning over in bed
that's right. TURNING OVER IN BED. i'm a stomach sleeper by nature so it's already hard enough to sleep without doing that, but i'm not allowed to sleep on my back either. so i have to sleep on my side, but my legs will fall asleep, so i turn over a lot. except now, swinging my legs over to the other side hurts so bad it will wake me up all the way.
i'm sorry for whinging, i'm tired of hearing it myself and i'm sure dave is too. but goddammit. it was FUN up until two weeks ago! now the baby sits so low and i waddle and i'm in a lot of pain and i'm so constipated and i feel so big. i can't wait to hold this child in my arms! it belongs there, not inside me, wiggling and trying to make room that just isn't there.