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EVERYTHING seems like too much effort lately.DH left Friday night for a Caribbean cruise. He went with my full blessing and wishes for fun -- he earned the cruise through work and unfortunately the cruise line won't let you cruise past your 28th week (I'm 30 weeks tomorrow.) He wasn't going to go, but I encouraged him to do so. It wasn't something we could save for a different time -- the company bought out probably 1/4 to 1/2 of the ship for themselves and this was the only opportunity. He invited a good friend of his to go with him, and I've heard via email that they're having fun. He misses us, as we miss him -- but I'm glad he's having fun. And, if he earns it again next year -- he's not going. (it's only for employees and one guest; no kids - and since I"ll be breastfeeding, I won't be able to go again.)
I had a few errands to run yesterday, but managed to only make it through 3. I got to the post office (THANKS AGAIN, ALEXA!!!!), the dry cleaners, and the library. Oh, and lunch at DQ. I also needed to drop off recycling (2 different places, one for cans and another for paper) and go to the grocery store.
The recycling is still in the van, and Safeway is delivering my groceries sometime this afternoon. Thank goodness for grocery delivery!! This week I also want to get the van cleaned (debating between do-it-myself or spending 10x as much and having it detailed.)
I'm exhausted! My pelvis aches no matter what I do. I waddle around like a duck to attempt to find some relief. This is definitely the hardest pregnancy I've had and I feel so frustrated with myself and my body. I have become a complete hermit; partly because I'm never sure how long I'll be able to last. I almost ran screaming from my hair cut last week because she kept TOUCHING me! (and she's been cutting my hair for years . . . ) I feel like an emotional wreck.
And now I'm done venting : )
We've got some schooling to get through today. C has just a few pages left in his K math workbook and then tomorrow we'll start his 1st grade math workbook. N made the decision to start a K math workbook, so I'm going along with it. They also have an art project to finish up, and C will do some reading. I'm trying to put something fun together to celebrate Dr. Suess' birthday on Friday (but I'm not holding my breath . . . )
I don't know if it has anything to do with age - and I forget how old you said you were - but when I was about 30 - 32 weeks along with Rocky I felt the way you describe. I remember giving up in the second isle of the grocery store - leaving the cart right where it was and just going home. I felt I'd never make it to the car before my legs would collapse out from under me.
ReplyDeleteMy brain thought night and day how I could get "out of this" earlier - like maybe feign that I had some heart trouble or something so they'd have to "take it early".
It was a hard one. I was 187# when I got pregnant and 224# when I delivered though - so I'd gained an awful lot of weight too and I'm, believe it or not, small framed.
Which is why my legs and joints STILL hurt...I'm 207# now - last I checked.
But damn, he was worth it!
SO worth it.
God bless. Keeping you in our prayer.
Alexa, Thanks for your comment, as it makes me feel better! I'm 39, and I do think my age has something to do with it. I'm still below my pre-pregnancy weight, but that was overweight to start with - and more than I weighed when pregnant with C & N. Oh, and I realized I'm only 29 weeks today, not 30! Oh, well, I'm lucky that I CAN take it easy and should just keep doing so and stop grousing that I am not able to be as active as I'm used to. Thanks for the prayers :)
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