SOOO PREGNANT!

I know it’s been awhile since you’ve heard from me but all is well! Well, I mean it’s always a circus but we’re alive!

Yesterday marked the 1st day of week 37 of being pregnant with baby #3. What does this mean?

Apparently it means that my pelvis is barely holding itself together and my sacrum is separated into 2 parts. I compare it to a loosely sewn button. The button is hanging there, still working but barely hanging on. The thread can be pulled temporarily to make it tighter but it doesn’t stay.

For those of us so privileged to experience the hormone relaxin flooding through our body, it means that just sitting up in bed takes effort. It means that after you sit up, you have to wait a minute for your body to pull together in order to stand up. Once you’re standing you can’t move until your body tries to pull itself together a bit more. Once your body feels like it’s pulled the thread enough you are then able to waddle around.

Bringing me to tell you about the effort it takes to roll from one side of your body to the next while trying to sleep!

The headboard and the nightstand are your best friend. They allow one leverage to use your arm strength to pull yourself the rest of the way over on your side. This is of course after you’ve used your arms to physically maneuver your lower half to what I call the middle position before allowing your legs to just fall over to the other side..thread barely hanging. What does one do when your legs now hang over the side of the bed and the thread won’t tighten???

Well, I literally just woke my husband up so he could pull on my pants waistband to pull my hips back onto the bed! You get creative when you’re trying to avoid falling off the bed. I PHYSICALLY couldn’t do it myself and I’m small! Well, as small as one can still be with about an 8 pound baby inside them..

Relaxin may be great to aid in birth but anything before that and you feel like your body is falling apart at the seams.

Feel bad for my husband?? Eh, he’s fine. He didn’t even question what was going on. He pulled me back onto the bed and passed out. 😴 #love

As for me, I lay here feeling as if my sacrum is broken, not wanting pregnancy to be over, while at the same time anxious to meet this new little one. Pregnancy is weird and miraculous.