Celebrating 30 weeks with a little whine

Ten to go! When I hit 30 weeks in my last pregnancy, I remember thinking, "wow - I'm in the homestretch!" Aww, so sweet and innocent. I didn't realize then that the "homestretch" is where things really start to get interesting.

7.5 months

At my appointment earlier this week, I found out that my bump is measuring at 27 weeks. So since it was 25 weeks two weeks ago, Dr. Hoover is happy with the progress and said that it might just mean I'm not having a huge baby (fine by me!). She was full of good news that morning, practically assuring me that I won't be pushing for three hours this time or experiencing some of the other less-than-awesome things that happened during my last delivery. I wish I could've gotten that in writing! We'll see how it all plays out. What's that saying about how making plans is the best way to make God laugh?!

That appointment came the morning after my worst pregnancy night so far - restless, uncomfortable, with a good dose of insomnia. I try not to be a complainer and am so inspired by those who claim, even in the worst of times, that they are better off than most. And that is so true in my case - the baby is healthy, wanted and loved; I am healthy, supported and loved. But...in the spirit of this being my pregnancy journal, my back hurts! A lot. It hurts when I sit, stand, sleep, walk, swim, etc. (I mean really. Who hurts their back in the pool?!)Arching like a cat and sitting on heating pads are temporary solutions. Even the prenatal massage that my sweet husband got me, while supremely relaxing and wonderful, only offered short-term relief. Guess I'll have to have one every day, huh!

Actually, Jenny, who has taken the brunt of my complaining, found out from her physical-therapist husband that there are PTs that specialize in prenatal and postpartum patients. I am waiting on appointment confirmation as I type. :)

So, here's hoping that running bathwater and retrieving dropped items will soon be less of a painful task. I am only 29 years old, after all!

Note for preggie friends: One bright spot in this week has been the discovery of the maternity belt, recommended by my nurse. This stretchy little velcro-wonder, as attractive as it is, has done an excellent job of relieving pressure, and I highly recommend it! So much so, that after the salesclerk put it on me, I had her ring up the package and wore the belt right out of the store. :)

And, if you're still reading after all that whining, here is the reason for the back pain in the first place:

"Ease up on the snacks Ben - you're breaking Mommy's back!"

But what can ya do? He does a really great job of holding my hand as we walk to his classroom, but there are times that the guy just needs a lift. And yes, he's wearing pj pants on top of a sleeper. This is what happens when Daddy does bedtime, and Ben is inconsolable about not wearing Elmo pj's to bed!