Well I knew I would neglect my blog and I'm not proud of it. It's hard though when it's summer and you move.... Ok so the rest of June was pretty good. We found a really nice house to live in and spent the month packing and getting ready. We also were preparing to go to Calgary and Vernon for a couple weeks. My belly was going through some pretty uncomfortable growth spurts and the line between my boobs and belly was the epicenter of this discomfort. It felt like I had an exposed rash all the time but nothing was there. I'd find myself throughout the day pushing down on the top of my belly trying to magically spread this feeling thin. No use. Other than that horrible feeling my back hurt. Oh how did my back hurt. I try and recall it clearly now but really should have been better at keeping this thing updated. But I was seeing my RMT regularly and he suggested I stop standing with my butt stuck out. It was that easy, push your hips inwards and stand like your trying to show off some imaginary high-waisted jeans and your golden. This of course was easy for me as I spend a great deal of my life impersonating Lorraine from Mad TV. It was also pretty amusing to me that my back troubles originated from years of sticking my butt out for the world to behold, it does have a mind of it's own though so really it was not my fault.
July 1st finally arrived and we said goodbye to Brentwood Bay, maybe not goodbye but see you later... We loved it there, I highly recommend living out that way. So calming.
A couple good friends helped us out that day and we got her done in record time. Stu even let me move some stuff that was heavier than a pillow but lighter than a bowling ball. At this point life was fresh and new and fancy free. Connor is growing like a weed and sure my back was hurting and my belly was pushed up to my ears but he was kicking and healthy and that was the best feeling in the world.
It's funny to look back at pictures from a couple months ago and remember how big you thought you were. I should make a flip book, watch me grow. The pics above are from June, just before we moved...
The newest thing I had to start being aware of was my sleeping position. Everywhere you read about sleeping with a baby in your belly tells you the right side is BAAADDD, why then did god make it so damn comfy? I guess there's a vein in there that you have to avoid sleeping on or you get numb legs and arms and then lovely vericose veins. They also mention something about sleeping flat on your back is bad too but there are countless mornings when I would wake up from the best sleep ever and then have a slight panic attack realizing I was starfished, flat on my back, legs not elevated. After a short time though you come to realize you can try and do what the books say or you can get some sleep. Opt for the latter. You can't hide from vericose veins, and the baby will take what he needs to get by. The proof is in the pudding. I love pudding.
1 comment:
I wouldn't panic about the sleeping thing if I was you... My midwife always says that the baby will let you know if what you're doing isn't right - so if you're not feeling faint, or in a lot of pain, its probably fine. I slept mostly on my stomach and on my right side until I delivered Luke at 40+ weeks, and he came out ok (...generally...) so don't change what is comfortable for you... believe me - its not worth it!
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