Ohhh, my aching … everything!
Monday, February 22, 2010
- No more carpet crafting. When I have to cut/pin fabric, I’ll do it on the counter or the table, so I’m not doing awkward sitting/leaning.
- No more sitting on kitchen stools. Our stools don’t have backs on them, so I’m always hunched forward and achy when I sit on them. From now on, it’s chairs only for this chick.
- Go for a walk at least once a day. I’m bad about this — some days I walk to the bus, home from the bus, and then with Little Dog, while other days I’m a slug. I think regular walks will (hopefully) help my legs and my back.
- Get up (and out) regularly when at the office. Sitting in my desk chair all day is not a good idea. I have to start forcing myself out for little jaunts.
- Stretch. I don’t do it now, but maybe it will help. I am intrigued by a prenatal yoga class offered near the office, but they’re only offered on weekends (when I’m car-less) — boo.
- Get up/sit down with more care. Sometimes I forget I’m pregnant and try to do things as quickly/sharply as I did before, but that just isn’t possible. I need to take it slower when I’m getting into/out of bed, when I’m getting up off the couch, etc. I’m sore enough without adding a pulled muscles to the mix.
Not Me Monday: Weekend re-cap
Monday, February 22, 2010
- I did not sew and sew and sew until my back turned into a pretzel. And I certainly didn’t whine and complain about the pain that it caused me.
- I did not live up to the preggo stereotype by eating a grapefruit, Gummi Bears and bacon — all at once, as an afternoon snack.
- I did not require detailed over-the-phone instructions from Darling Husband in order to properly cut my grapefruit … and still make a huge pulpy mess out of it.
- I did not microwave two cinnamon buns — one for me and one for Darling Husband — and then eat all of mine (and most of his) before he got back from walking Little Dog.
- I did not pee my pants a bit from laughing way too hard with Mom and Little Sis. I was not totally nonchalant about it, and just mildly annoyed that I’d have to wash my maternity jeans again so soon.
Welcome to Week 26
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Baby’s size: Just under two pounds, and 14 inches long.
Development: His oil and sweat glands are now functioning (typical boy, haha). His fingernails, toenails, eyebrows and eyelashes are now fully present and will continue to grow until birth (awww).
Appearance: He’s starting to add some body fat (but most of it will come in the final weeks).
Oh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on meOh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree …These little children
Are asking you
To please come out
So we can play with youOh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on me!Oh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on meOh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree …These little children
Are asking you
To please come out
So we can play with youOh Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on …
Please shine down on …
Please shine down on me!
Weekly re-cap
Symptoms: Leg pain, back pain (holy HELL, the back pain!), feeling like I have to pee all the time (but then actually peeing very little when I sit down). General grunting and groaning when I do something stupid like spend three hours measuring/cutting pinning fabric on the floor, and try to get up. MY BAAAAAACK!
Body changes: Belly = big (and ever-growing). Boobs = big (but not getting bigger). I also suspect my ankles are a bit … less bony?
High point: Getting some HUGE wallops from Baby Boy. The other day I was drinking water and he kicked so hard I actually doubled over in surprise. I still am not positive I’m feeling the kicks on the outside, but Darling Husband thinks he felt a flutter against his hand the other day, so I’m hoping for a more concrete “baby feel” this week.
Low point: Feeling drained after my glucose test. It was much, much better than expected, though. Now to wait for the results!
Paranoid moment of the week: Despite Baby Boy’s occasional wallops, there are some days when he’s super quiet — and of course, I worry. I read other preggo blogs, and they describe major movement around this time, and then I get all panicky. I wish I had an at-home ultrasound machine so I could make sure he’s fine when I get worried!
Celebrate the boy
Friday, February 19, 2010
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