I’ve been on bed rest a little over a week now and it’s worse than I thought. I’m absolutely miserable.  I am 29 weeks pregnant tomorrow and have until at least the beginning of July 2017 if I want to make it to 38 weeks–which I do.

Reason #1: Pain! I have a condition called “uterine irritability.”  Some women refer to it as “ “irritable uterus”—irritating it is and irritable I am. My uterus feels huge, heavy, and like my baby is standing up and stomping on it with his feet every time I move–no matter if I’m sitting, standing, or laying down.  Some women complain of the “pressure” but others, like myself, complain of the pain!  Two days ago, I sat in a tub of warm water and cried like a baby from the pain I felt.  (I haven’t cried like that since I had a dry socket from a wisdom tooth pulled about 15 years ago!)

Reason #2: Discomfort!  No matter what position I’m in, whether sitting or lying, I’m always painfully uncomfortable. If I turn from my left to my right, while sitting or laying, I feel my stomach muscles pulling and stretching like they are going to rip right off.  I know it won’t but that’s how strange it feels.  If I lay down to sleep, then I feel like I’m going drown in my own bile–thanks to the awful acid reflux. Old wives tales say that a baby with a lot of hair causes torturous acid–he’d better have a lot of hair like his mommy!  And, when I sit propped up on numerous pillows, my neck and shoulders begin to ache.  I mean who sleeps sitting up, anyway?  And then, once I’ve found a comfortable position, I have this incredible urge to get up and pee!  Awesome!  That’s either every 20 minutes or up to 1 hour.  After I struggle to get up, I can never come back and find the same (un)comfortable position again.  Back to square one–(see reason #1).

Reason #3: No Sleep!  Sleep?  What’s that?  Like I can sleep with all this pain and discomfort.  When I do happen to fall asleep for that magnificent 20 mins to 1 hour, it’s normally because my amazing godly husband is praying heaven down over me.  No really, he’s a prayer warrior.  When he prays over me, I fall right to sleep.  But, alas, I have to urinate!– (see reason #2).  And to make matters worse, I certainly can’t get up easily!  Assuming he hasn’t fallen asleep, too, I then wind up waking him up with all the moans and grunts I make to get out of bed.  There’s no such thing as getting up quietly, anymore.  I first have to unravel myself from the Snoogle and myriad other pillows (like My Pillow, Sobikowa, the Boopy, etc.) just to engage my weak and sore abdominal muscles–and when I do, I feel like I’ve just done a million sit-ups.  OUCH!  Normally, he wakes up, rests his sleepy palm on the small of my back and pushes me up.  Success!  But then I’m feeling guilty because I’ve woken him up and unlike me, he actually has to go to work the next day.

And there you have it, folks–pain, discomfort, insomnia, and finally, “the guilt.”

A little advice for those of you who are planning to conceive, start doing your sit-ups! Your abs will thank you!

Keeping busy on this blog and website since I’m sleep deprived, anyway.

And yet, I’m too blessed to be stressed.  Just enough to vent.

Over and out!