A Tough Week

This week, I have really felt pregnant, and not in the happy-glow type way. Let me explain.  Before this week, I would wake up with some hip pain that easily went away, then I would be pain free all day (although a little tired). At night before I went to bed I would feel a little sore and achy, but then I just went to bed.

This week started off with a bladder infection, which is pretty common during pregnancy. I was placed on antibiotics, yet my body still felt bad. That night I had three strong painful contractions that were 10 minutes apart. It was enough to wake me up from sleep and to get me a little worried. UTI's can cause early labor, and I didn't want that. As much as I am looking forward to meeting my girl, she still needs to wait a while. If she was born now, she would have to spend some time in the NICU and even after that we would have to make sure she was keeping warm throughout the winter and growing enough. After 3 contractions, everything stopped, but I had difficulty falling back asleep. The next day was horrible for me. I was so exhausted and work was extremely busy. My whole body ached, especially my neck and upper back. During my lunch break I snuck in a nap and then took another nap right after work. All my energy was zapped.

The next day went a little better, but I have not gotten back to the "happy to be pregnant stage," and quite frankly, I don't think it will come back. When ever I move around, my belly and pelvis hurt and when I stand longer than 5 minutes, I long to be on the couch. I wish I had a normal desk job where I don't have to go room to room, but I suppose it could be worse. The hardest thing for me so far is rounding in the nursery and performing circumcisions. I have to be on my feet for over 2 hours and it is really hard on my back for the circumcisions. My big old belly gets in my way and makes me bend even further to get to the baby. 

Ugh. I'm complaining too much.  I know I should be grateful that my little girl is doing so well inside me; it was just hard this week. Maybe I'll get used to it, but even if I don't, I only have 30 days or so left. I can do it.  Totally worth it.

 Anyway, here is my weekly picture. I think my belly is starting to drop (which might be why I am so achy).

For another story that is not about me, my family got together for a little crafting session. Our friends gave birth to a little boy and we needed a gift. Henry drew a picture, Aaron picked and cut the fabric and I did the sewing.  This is the result.

It was a simple project and a lot of fun.

Sorry about alll the complaining. No one should feel sorry for me (I don't). Maybe next week will be better. I'll let you know.