The Joys of Pregnancy

I just went to the restroom at work, and giggled to myself as I had déjà vu of another restroom incident earlier this week at the doctor’s office.  Let me just say that I haven’t had a successful “pee in a cup” in several weeks.  I’m sure you have all had to give a urine sample at least once in your life and it’s not the easiest thing- take your pants to your ankles, spread ‘em wide, peek between your legs and hope for a steady stream.  Well when you’ve got a watermelon sized obstacle obstructing your view (and reach) it’s nearly impossible.  Yes, I’ve peed all over my hands and the cup at least the past 3 times.  Laughed at myself just now…and then…not very funny though.

I cried to myself two nights ago…well cried myself to sleep anyway.  I usually get a cycled sleep schedule- 1 night I don’t sleep, and then the next night I’m so tired I sleep pretty good, and then back to no sleep the following night.  Two nights ago was my “sleep pretty good” night…and when I laid down for bed I just couldn’t make it happen.  If I laid on my side I was shoving food/acid, etc up my esophagus, if I propped myself up laying on my back HENRY was squishing my lungs/diaphragm and I couldn’t breathe…plus I was having a strange pain in my side (felt like kidney) that was altogether keeping my mind occupied and not allowing me to get comfortable.  JCH is in Philly for work, so I let it out…I cried…and when I was done I had forgotten about my side pain and was so exhausted that I passed out.  One way to do it anyway.

Sunday morning I woke up early and ran to BRU to exchange our car seat adaptor and grabbed a breakfast sandwich from the coffee shop down the street.  When I arrived at BRU I was a complete mess. For some reason my belly attracts food/beverages like a magnet.  I have seriously NEVER been such a messy disaster.  I was literally covered in melted cheese…belly…thighs…basically everywhere.  I was like a toddler when you pull them out of a highchair…every crevasse covered in food. Wishing now I would have taken a picture so that you could see how ridiculous it really was. 

Feeling a lot of PUBIC pressure lately.  I was talking to a close friend (who is also pregnant) and her husband bought her an exercise ball to sit and roll around on that she swears REALLY helps with the pelvic/pubic pain/pressure.  Her words exactly…”you just have to get as vulgar as possible with that ball for it to really help”.  Made me laugh…but yes we will try ANYTHING to get a little more comfort.

I wrote this post in two sittings.  The first part I was very cranky and uncomfortable and ready to go all “3^rd trimester” on somebody.  This second part is reflection after watching one of my favorite Hollywood couples on TV this weekend- Giuliana and Bill (Rancic).  Long story short- they have gone through IVF several times with no success.  They went to a specialist for their latest attempt and were required to have several tests done- one of which, being a mammogram.  The mammogram revealed that Guiliana had breast cancer.  Today, after undergoing surgeries, many failed IVF attempts, and being a cancer survivor, they are expecting (using a surrogate).  To see their joy and many raw emotions...it brought back the many emotions I have experienced throughout this process…and I felt shameful for having the audacity of being cranky and ungrateful.  It was nice to be reminded of how LUCKY we are.   When I first titled this post I was being facetious and cynical, but after some reflection I truly am serious when I title this post “The Joys of Pregnancy”.  There really are so many miracles going on in my body and in our lives and I really am truly joyful.

The family (JCH, Teddy-our dog, Henry, and myself) took maternity pictures this weekend.  Our photographer- a friend and coworker took these pictures and posted them as “teasers” on her facebook page (click here to see her fb page).  I thought I would share them…more to come!