When I was younger and "pissed at the world" I would run to my journal and write my feelings away until I felt better... it's not healthy to have feelings of hurt, anger, jealousy, sadness, whatever, whatever boil up inside of you so I would write it down. As I have grown older it is hard for me to find time to write in my journal so therefore, I write on my blog. I don't write everything I feel but you get the jist of what I am trying to say, right?
So, if you think I am a complainer, you don't have to read my blog anymore.. just sayin'
week 30-31 was a rough one!
I've been so tired. I could literally fall asleep at like 7 p.m.
Not that I would sleep well...
The 24th was considered a "School Holiday" which means, I didn't have to work..plus, the Dr. Office I work at had the day off too. SCORE!
The Mr. got off work early and we got to spend the rest of the day together.
We went Treasure Hunting (aka, thrift store shopping)
didn't find anything, I was quite disappointed.
I attempted to go Maternity Clothes shopping for an upcoming Maternity photo sesh.... yeah, complete fail.
Way to make me feel even more horrible about myself.
But the rest of the week was spent in a lot of pain with a lot of Braxton Hicks contractions
I've had quite a bit of pressure and pain going on which has had me really worried something was wrong
Thursday night, I could not even move without wanting to cry.
It was too late to call the Dr. so I told Kyle if I wasn't feeling better in the morning I would call.
Didn't sleep one bit, every time I rolled over I felt like something was broken "downstairs" I called into work, called the dr. office right when they opened, talked to a nurse who said she would call me back when she talked to the dr.
3 hours later she called me back with "bad news"
She told me that there isn't anything you can do for SPD that I just have to deal with it and that the Dr. said it's one of the most painful things to go through when pregnant & sorry I have to go through it.
Lucky me, right?
I asked about all the pressure I was having, she said that wasn't normal and that I would come in to see if I was dilating and to test for a UTI.
Went in, sure enough, just my luck... I have been cursed with ANOTHER darn UTI
They still checked me to see if I was dilating. I wasn't.
The Doc said everything looks normal and my measurements are right on track & baby's heartbeat sounds perfect!
He gave me an antibiotic for the bladder infection, I've only taken it for 3 days now and can already tell a difference in the pressure, I am not having as many contractions, there is still pain, but not nearly as much. I have my 32 week appointment on Friday and I guess we will see how if it's gone by then.
Things have also hit me quite hard that this baby is coming.
I think it's finally starting to set in which has caused some tears.
not sad tears.
I think it's safe to say that I am freaking out (on the inside) a bit.
I feel like I have so much to do, but no motivation.
My sister is coming in a few weeks, hopefully she will get me in the mood to get my crap together ;)
And a shout out to my wonderful hubby! He has been so supportive, helpful, kind, and encouraging through all of our rough patches. He doesn't let me do anything, just tells me to go sit on the couch and put my feet up. He tells me I look beautiful even though I feel completely disgusting & wear his basketballs shorts & t-shirts more than I wear my own clothes. He is amazing, and is soooo excited for our little girl to get here. He already has all these plans and things he wants to do with her. I have to remind him that the first few months she will just be sleeping. He is simply amazing. I really lucked out with this one!
attempting to look cute & dress up the bump.