We saw our midwife this past week, and a few things have developed.
First, Matt has positive blood, while I have negative blood. This means I have to get some kind of shot in order to not have my body attack any future babies to be. I'm not really so knowledgable on the subject but I'll roll with it.
Second, my belly measured exactly the size it should be for how far along I am. That's good, I guess? Not sure if it really matters. I've also gained about 12 pounds so far. I think that's alright.
Third, no more running. I've had some pressure and pain in the under side of my belly when I've run, and she said "just stop". I asked about the support belts, and she said "nope, stop." Considering for most other issues, she has said "whatever feels good" or "you can try this or that" and has never been super firm on anything, I decided she meant business on this subject. It's a bit of a bummer, but I can still walk vigorously and work out in the gym, just no high impact stuff. I'll just have to figure it out. The day after this verdict my cool new interactive road ID came in the mail (courtesy of my sis)! I can't wait to use it... in months! I'll wear it while I'm walking just for fun.
This past week was the first time I have felt any real negative pregnancy symptoms. Sunday night I had the worst heartburn I've ever had. I was up all night, sweating, and with acid reflux to the extreme. I stayed home from work that day to recover and catch up on sleep, and felt fine that evening. After I went in to work the following day, I started to feel really nauseous and funky in the stomach. I went home (since I actually thought I was going to be sick, for the first time my whole pregnancy), and had a 3 hour nap, something I pretty much never do. After the nap, I felt a lot better. Over weeks 22-24, apparently the uterus moves around a bunch and it's common to have weird internal issues since all the organs have to shuffle. I still have a lot of heartburn, but I've been taking a spoonful of apple cider vinegar every night before bed and I carry gaviscon with me in case I get anything in the day. On Friday, I woke up with a wicked cramp. I felt like it was my time of the month, but then I remembered that pregnant women don't have a time of the month, so I got a little worried. I was quite uncomfortable during the drive to work, I just wanted to stop sitting. Driving doesn't work so well in any position other than sitting, so it was a bit of an issue. Luckily I had an event going on so I didn't have to spend my day at my desk. When the cramp was still there after lunch, I decided to contact the midwives on their emergency pager, something that I hadn't done and was a little nervous about. Was my issue and issue? Was it normal? I just didn't know. After her asking me all sorts of questions and making me twist and turn and press here and there, she decided it wasn't an issue. Because it wasn't coming and going, it wasn't a contraction. Because I could still feel the baby move, it wasn't a big sign of distress. She gave me a few instructions and made sure I knew to call her back if it went away and came back, if it got a lot worse, or if my water broke (!!). I'm glad I called her, since it really reassured me that it was most likely a normal pain. She also stressed that I was right to call and that I shouldn't hesitate at all to call again. It hurt for most of the next day as well, but it got better.
I think I'm getting to the part of pregnancy where I really FEEL it. My back is sore, I feel pressure in my lower belly a lot, and the baby is moving around like crazy. Sometimes I can see my belly move when it kicks. I'm walking a little differently too. So strange. I'm getting a little closer to being able to picture myself with a baby, but not quite. It still doesn't exactly seem real. I know I've had such a great pregnancy up until now, and I can only hope things will stay the same. I had a few blips this week, but still nothing major.
I've decided I need to start preparing myself for labour a little by reading some books. I'm hoping to have a natural childbirth, but I know I need to learn some coping skills to get me through it. I also think I might plan to wear my 70.3 shirt for the delivery (or the part of it when I can wear my own clothes... I don't know how long that is). Since it's an enormous oversized cotton t-shirt that I wear to bed, it should work great for when I'm huge. When I'm having a tough moment during labour, I can remember how much I suffered and overcame during my race and maybe I'll find some strength to overcome the pain. Who knows. I've borrowed a couple of books from the library and so far the first one is a whole lot of cheese and a few great tips. It involves a lot of drawing, and I'm just not into it. I'm glad I didn't take the class it was based on. I think I would roll my eyes a lot. I normally can jump in to hippy dippy things and embrace the cheese, but this one is a little much. Hopefully the next will be a little more down to earth but still enough hippy dippy for me.
I took another iPhone picture... I don't think I'll ever get good at them. In it you'll see my new iPhone 4 with my fancy dancy case. I was so paranoid that I would drop it so I'm relieve to have a little more protection. It also looks like I'm not wearing pants, but I am.
|Almost 24 weeks! 6 months!|
That's about it! For now anyway!