**My hands keep going numb and my wrists are in a constant state of discomfort. My nurse called on Thursday to check in and when I informed her of this new phenomenon, she told me that it sounds like I've developed carpal tunnel--I guess lots of preggies enjoy this. So I have now have to wear spiffy grey and pink wrist guards when I'm sleeping, or during the day when my hands start going numb again. I only wear them in the privacy of my own home however. No need to add further insult to injury.
**We went to Costco on Friday...that means me too. I hit 36 weeks Friday, and said "I'm going out!" I was hoping they would have the little scooter things since Costco is a pretty big place to tackle, with few places to sit and rest. Alas, they only had one and it was broken. I almost made it the entire trip, but I had to go use the bathroom three times, two of the three of which were false alarms, but the walking around made me feel like I had to pee pee the whole time. Oh, and then contractions started up again. I was actually hoping they would progress to little missy coming out, but they did not, and I just had to sat in the car while Bryan finished up.
**When waddling around, the pressure and shooting pain "down there" was so strong I felt like I had to hold on to myself to keep everything together. Of course I didn't actually grab ahold for propriety-sake, so I just waddled more while arching my back, hands on my hips or back, trying to stay upright. Most attractive.
**I got an email Friday afternoon from my college-pal Cass, saying she was coming up to Seattle for the weekend and wanted to get together...Saturday morning we had her, her hubby and sis over for breakfast. It was great to see them; we hadn't seen each other since their wedding over a year ago. Bryan made the food as always, although I did attempt at making a coffee cake, but after having to take 5 sit-down breaks while resting my head on the counter, he took over the final step of filling the pan whilst I layed down. So ridiculous.
**I got a second wind Sunday and Bryan had to take some stuff back to the Nordie Rack, so I tagged along. I had to pee pee three times during that adventure too...at least I thought I did until I hauled my fat self out into the mall and down the corridor to the skanky bathroom, only to discover I just THOUGHT I had to pee. So I'd waddle back through the mall and to the line where Bryan was waiting. While there, and after waddling through the mall three times, I decided I needed new shoes. I've been wearing my Reef flip flops, but my feet are now so puffy and purple whenever I stand, that the little toe thingy was cutting off any remaining circulation. I have Crocs, but they're just a bit ugly and hard, so I wanted some slip-on tennies that were cute, soft and squishy and I could easily get on. I ended up with just a regular pair of white Adidas running shoes because everything else was either too tight, or lacked any support whatsoever. They may not be the daintiest shoes ever, but they're soft and squishy, and if I leave the laces loose, I can slide my toesies into them without having to throw my back out trying to secure them to my feet.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
3 years ago
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When I was pregnant, my midwife told me that in the final weeks some times when you feel like you need to urinate and then can't it's due to the baby's head moving down when you sit and sealing off your bladder. You could try (which I had to do, not fun) kind of lifting up on your belly when you sit down to pee and see if you can't go then. I don't miss having to use the restroom at every public place we visited while pregnant, yuck, yuck, yuck! It will be even more of a joy when little Ruby needs to use them and wants to touch everything - gag!
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