Pregnant and happy at Disneyland!
Gone are the days when I was the happiest, symptom-free pregnant woman in California. The honeymoon is over!
- The leg cramps have arrived with a vengeance, and disturbs my heavenly slumber.
- I can’t bend down as easily anymore. I can’t soap my legs in the shower. I can’t apply lotion to my legs. I can’t pick up anything that I’ve clumsily dropped. And forget about putting on boots… Arrgghh!
- Rolling over in bed is WORK! And to top it off, my pajamas get all twisted so that the seam of my pants are on the sides of my body. How comfortable is that?!
- And the worst of it is… Every time I sneeze, I pee my pants! I hate it when that happens because although I just peed five minutes ago, you’d think my bladder would be empty. But NOOOOOOO… apparently, sneezing will make sure you get every last drop out. (I know… Too Much Information but you fellow mothers and mothers-to-be know what I’m talking about.)
I’ll stop complaining now. Three more months to go. I don’t know whether I want them to go by fast or slow. Fast, so I can have my body back AND eat sweets again. Slow, because I’m not quite ready to have a newborn yet.
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3rd trimester…I remember it well! The first time I went through it, it was a long, HOT summer…and late August had rolled around! One “fun” incident had me in the kitchen after a shower with nothing on but a towel on my head. Try NOT to get a visual here…those 40 pregnancy lbs. and my attempt to save money on air-conditioning and NEED to immediately raid the refrigerator are all partly to blame. ANYWAY…in moving a soda out of my way (no caffeine…for the FIRST pregnancy, anyway), I accidentally pushed it too hard and it went flying out of the fridge. Naturally, it hit the ground at an angle, and started spraying sticky, brown cola all over me and the kitchen, including on every last part of the blinds to our sliding glass doors. I was so fed up with everything…the heat, my big belly, soda ON me instead of IN me…I just called my husband, whined about what happened, left it all as it was and went to take another shower…and a nap!
Oh, yeah, the sneezing & peeing pants thing! I learned to scissor-cross my legs whenever I had to sneeze (or cough, for that matter) — still do it out of habit five years later!
And rolling over in bed. Work indeed!
Ah, the memories!
Good luck with the third trimester, Jamee.
I hear you wanting it to go quick. I was so done in Nov. (gained too much weight) at least with my first pregnancy I wasn’t worried about the weight — too young to care. Now that he is here I see that my work just started, he was good at nights and now a month into it seems to have gas at night that makes him cranky. savor the third trimester with all its obstacles, then you can’t get it back. I loved being spoiled — it was whatever I wanted during the end…
Though I absolutely loved being pregnant for most of the time that last month and a half was miserable. In the end I was 10 days late. My hips would get really painful from all the pressure when I slept on my side (the only way to sleep). I also had acid reflux if I ate more than something the size of a pea. I lost feeling in at least three of my fingers from the swelling. People always tell you to get lots of sleep leading up to delivery but it was near impossible.
I tried to keep myself busy with organizing baby clothes and just knowing that at the end of the pregnancy I would be getting the best gift of all. It was worth every second!
I really need to be warned…although I should know something hilarious is lurking somewhere in Jamee’s posts. But sometimes a warning is in order…or maybe I just shouldn’t be drinking anything when I know it’s written by Jamee!
Well, I have just about 4 weeks to go and the insomnia is totally out of controll…. not to mention the Restless Leg Syndrome. I am very lucky, however to not have reflux, although I become ravenous and starving and after eating only a few bites I am uncomfortably stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey!
Though it’s been years, I still remember the last trimester of my second pregnancy with my son … It had been a crazy roller coaster ride the previous two trimesters, with headaches and just not feeling “me” — (…was it my imagination, or was it due to carrying all those developing male hormones?!) Anyway, as much as I was excited with my new addition to the family, I was overcome with a touch of sadness (amplified by those hormones, of course) that my uninterrupted one-on-one time with my first born daughter would come to an end… I think I cried during every movie, TV show or commercial that had a mom and daughter theme! …Luckily, my daughter embraced her new baby brother with all the love only an older sister can offer, …and she was patient and helpful with all the things I had to do…and forgotten how to do since she was born! …And today we are still best buds!!
Oh, I forgot to add that you look great, Jamee!!
Thank you for the words of encouragement, Emmy. I do think a lot about how I will be cutting my one-on-one time with my daughter. And it makes me feel so guilty, I want to cry (getting a little teary eyed just writing this!). We’ve had little talks about it and she tells me, “I know, Mommy. I know.” But I still worry. Reading your comment makes me feel hopeful. Thank you! She can’t wait for the baby to come so she can help and give it real kisses (instead of giving me belly kisses).