It's uncomfortable, it is...pregnancy. Sometimes it's downright painful. Especially when you're in the third trimester. You can't stop at comfort though. You also have to add in the fatigue and swelling. Doc says to stay off my feet as much as possible, but really, how do you do that with the likes of Owen and Blake running around. Sure, I get a bit of time during naptime each day (assuming they take a nap) to sit in Neil's ugly recliner, prop my feet up, and relax. But it never seems like enough. I certainly don't feel rejuvenated. Enter the pity party. It's easy to complain, to moan, to shake my fist at the world. But then I think of my friend who is restricted to her bed/couch. She's 26 1/2 weeks pregnant and has been on bedrest for 6 1/2 weeks, and has a long way to go. Being with her today sort of put things in perspective for me. I might complain about wanting more rest, but what would I do if I were confined to a bed?
Let's take a poll of all people who know Hillary. Who here thinks I would go completely insane? Everyone? Really? Yeah, that's about what I expected. So today I'm lounging in Neil's (did I mention ugly) recliner working on camp stuff and praying for my friend, her sanity, and the safety of her baby.
I go to the Doc on Friday to find out if he's going to allow me to travel down South for Thanksgiving. I really want to see our family, especially since I'll actually be with my mom on Thanksgiving. It's been 4 years since I saw her on an actual holiday (besides my birthday). But I also don't want to risk going into labor in Warner Robins, GA. Wouldn't that be the kicker of the week? So I'm hoping the Doc tells me I'm closed up tight and good to go. If not, it looks like Neil and I might venture up to Jo and Jamie's for a fun holiday treat (which would be fun too since they're moving down to NC...and I might be a little jealous/bitter). Right now the plan is to go, but I'll let you know if things change.
Oh I hear the Fed Ex guy. I've been doing some Christmas shopping online this week...fabulous deals out there to snatch up. I'm actually almost done, which is refreshing. I think I'll head upstairs, grab my boxes, make some hot cocoa with extra marshmallows, and start dinner (Shake n' Bake baby).
I'm Not A Stalker, Just A Fan
2 years ago