So, I’ve been having to tell myself recently to not take everything my body does (pregnancy wise) personally. It’s not like it’s out to punish me. I don’t blame baby (which is good, right), but I do occasionally rail at Beau. After all, how fair is it that I:
-can’t roll over in bed without hurting myself
-no longer have an innie
-have puffy ankles (the whole feet were up but have mostly back down, I was worried for the day they were fatty puff monsters though)
– can’t sit cross legged for any period of time (feet turning blue!)
– have weird digestion things happening
and he… has had no change. Ok, he fetches things a bit more for me and well, that’s about it. I’d say he has to put up with me whining, but that’s not new with the pregnancy 😉 I do know that he worries about me, especially when I inadvertantly groan in pain.
On the other hand, I kind of feel sorry for him. I mean, he doesn’t get to feel the joy that is our baby. It’s sappy, I know, but sometimes, when Sweets is wriggling, I just start laughing. Othertimes, I tell sweets to shush, because I’m doing something important and don’t want to be distracted… like playing Bejewelled. Then, the superstition kicks in, the fear that maybe Sweets will stop moving. So I take it back. Ah, mindless superstition.
In other news, I tried and failed to get into the hospital breastfeeding classes. Which kinda sucks. However, they would have clashed with my antenatal yoga and I’ve found out about a different hospital BF class that I should be able to attend. Sweet.
Also, went to physio today for pelvic pain and I’ve gotten into the hydrotherapy classes! I’ve heard these are really good and I’m looking forward to them, won’t start doing these until I finish work, but that’s only a month away, so yays.
Sometimes, I’m kinda like, woah, this is a lot of classes for stuff and do I really need them? eg my Mum successfully breastfed us and never went to any classes. But I’m a bit of a swot and I’m all, if knowledge is available to me, I should try and get it. Plus, I kinda like seeing and hanging out with other pregger people. We’re all in the same uncomfortable yet wonderful boat 🙂
Point of Fashion: Physio might want me to do physical stuff. Turned out she didn’t, but that was what I was thinking when I dressed.
Current Obsession: Holidays are almost over and I have lots of things I wanted to do, but I think I’ll just read another book and have another long bath.
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