I don’t mean that pregnancy is a pain. I mean that I have been having pain. Like crazy a lot of pain. I can’t tell if it is a hernia—near/around my belly-button area or if it is just stomach muscles being shredded. Both sound wonderful right?
I know I overdid it a little last week. For example, moving a bookcase. No—I am not an idiot. I took all the books off and moved it empty. It still weighed probably the same as what Sage does but it’s different moving furniture than carrying a toddler. I also rearranged rooms. I need to take pictures to show—and I will soon! Yes—I waited (mostly) for Paul to do the heavy, HEAVY stuff but I did all the little stuff. I found that moving all the little stuff adds up though. My belly-button area was killing me! Like I have never called my OB for any of my “pains” but it was close the other night. I was in tears. I don’t cry very often for pain reasons. Mostly emotional crying is what I do. This was actual pain.
It seems to have gotten a little better within the past day or so. I have been laying around not doing as much as… “normally.” All that means is that I haven’t been cooking. Oh-and Paul did some of the laundry. It’s still in baskets upstairs, waiting for me to put it away. I also got a few bags of “stuff” up to Goodwill. And I hung up the girls’ wall things. Hmmm..doesn’t sound like I have rested but I have. When I put the kids to bed—I head to bed. I don’t care what the house looks like. It is TV/rest and then sleep time. The kids have been sleeping in, which gives me a little more time to just lay still.
I go to the Dr. on Monday so I will (of course) ask but I am just curious. I guess this could be a pregnant with #5 symptom. The baby is doing great. He kicks and moves all the time. The kids and I both love it. No matter what I am doing I always smile when I get a little jab from him.
A poem I used in one of my pregnancy scrapbooks (yes-I made one for each of my kids):
Running errands and talking on the phone,
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone.
Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one can see.
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels,
it is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
as I feel you play within.
The whole point of this post…
Have you ever had the belly-button pain I am referring to? Or known someone that has?