Third day on the blog
Is it just me or does that sound a bit rude? Maybe it's just a kiwi thing, or perhaps just the immature sense of humour I share with the rest of my family, we've never really gotten past toilet jokes! Actually I think toilet humour is funny, it's just that most people try to pretend they're above it. This being, as previously mentioned, a blog that will contain a lot about pregnancy and babies, I suspect there will be quite a lot of toilet speak. Only I can't oblige today as nothing remotely interesting has happened in that department. Not even that good old standard 'pregnancy constipation', which so far (fingers crossed here) has not visited this house. No three day sessions required.
All in all there's not a lot to report today. I've been feeling fine: no strange pregnancy niggles, no random emotional outbursts, no strange cravings. How dull!
I think the baby might finally be moving higher up in my tummy, where apparently it should be by now, as today I think I felt something under my ribs and couldn't lean forward as far as usual, and last night I actually woke up feeling breathless, which is quite a strange sensation when you're lying down. (And no, there was no sex involved - I'm pregnant - that doesn't happen anymore. For the record: increased hormones do NOT make you feel more sexy!). So far I haven't had the indigestion that seems to plague other women at this stage, but only - at least as far as I can tell - because my baby is mostly hanging out in my lower abdomen taking great delight in jumping around on my bladder like it's a trampoline. Not really that cute especially when you have to wee for the 10th time of an evening. It also makes me suspect that it hasn't put its head down properly like a good baby as those kicks to the bladder are definitely kicks, not gentle little taps with a baby hand. I am giving it another few weeks to work out that it needs to be in a head first position in readiness for departure. I guess there is plenty of time for that, really it's just that I want a bit of variety in my discomfort and, although I'm happy to pass on the heartburn, I'm keen to experience some of those foot under the ribcage moments I have read about. They can't be worse than the feet on bladder thing. Famous last words?
All in all there's not a lot to report today. I've been feeling fine: no strange pregnancy niggles, no random emotional outbursts, no strange cravings. How dull!
I think the baby might finally be moving higher up in my tummy, where apparently it should be by now, as today I think I felt something under my ribs and couldn't lean forward as far as usual, and last night I actually woke up feeling breathless, which is quite a strange sensation when you're lying down. (And no, there was no sex involved - I'm pregnant - that doesn't happen anymore. For the record: increased hormones do NOT make you feel more sexy!). So far I haven't had the indigestion that seems to plague other women at this stage, but only - at least as far as I can tell - because my baby is mostly hanging out in my lower abdomen taking great delight in jumping around on my bladder like it's a trampoline. Not really that cute especially when you have to wee for the 10th time of an evening. It also makes me suspect that it hasn't put its head down properly like a good baby as those kicks to the bladder are definitely kicks, not gentle little taps with a baby hand. I am giving it another few weeks to work out that it needs to be in a head first position in readiness for departure. I guess there is plenty of time for that, really it's just that I want a bit of variety in my discomfort and, although I'm happy to pass on the heartburn, I'm keen to experience some of those foot under the ribcage moments I have read about. They can't be worse than the feet on bladder thing. Famous last words?
posted by Kiran McKinnon at 8:53 pm
1 Comments:
Heh heh - "blog".... Totally does sound like you've been sitting on the shitter for 3 days... heh.
:)
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