Ugh. I'm sorry. I'm such a slacker. I haven't even managed a baby update in forever. We went on vacation for a week, which was wonderful, but of course no blogging then! That's one reason.
Here's the other.
I'm convinced that my body was not made to be pregnant. God clearly wanted me to appreciate my children so pregnancy is...rough. With Rory, I was *ill* for the first 16 weeks or so, then after that ended up in the hospital for three days, got a mysterious rash that lasted a month, had serious hip problems and ciatica and eventually ended up not being able to "go" past 6 cm. I labored fruitlessly for 16 hours then had a C-section.
That's the pretty version.
With this baby, I haven't been nauseous more than 5 days (Praise the Lord!!) but the weird pains and aches and problems have been out the roof. I've had pulled muscles, shortness of breath, itchy skin, just general weirdness.
Currently, I am having pain in my rib/back. It started last weekend, I figured I slept funny. It got worse, not better, no matter what I did. So off to the doctor I went on Monday. And Tuesday. And tomorrow I go again. I had a prescription, it was wonderful. It ended, the pain came baaaaack.
I love feeling the baby moving and grooving in my belly. But my belly does not love carrying around Mister Undercoffer. (Nor did it like Miss Undercoffer, for that matter.) Lots of my dance moms tell me if they could be pregnant all the time, they would. They loved it.
I don't want to say I hate it, I don't. I don't want to say I don't like it, that's not true. I LOVE the end result and appreciate how amazing God is to design a woman's body to nuture new life. It's astounding. But what I do not love is how hard and trying pregnancy is on my body.
I am ready for this kiddo to be here. My c-section is scheduled for October 25. It's weird to say that I'll be a better blogger with a newborn, but I will be. I'm counting the minutes until he arrives. Thank goodness it's August!