10:47a - squished bladders and other joys!
It was not at all a surprise to me to read that at this stage in my pregnancy that my bladder is pretty much squished flat. That I would have known even without reading about it. I had to go to the bathroom a lot before I got pregnant -- now I just may as well make it my home. I cannot remember the last time I slept a night through. I am like Old Faithful. You can set a watch by me. Every hour to an hour and half when I try to sleep I am up and going to the bathroom, which in itself is frustrating enough. However when it is coupled with having emptied my bladder (or so I thought) I head to my bedroom, just get to my bedroom door and I have to go AGAIN! It is also painful. What is normally a 30 second walk to the bathroom becomes longer because of the pressure on my bladder and that it hurts sometimes to straighten up, and I walk like I am about 90 years old (although there may be some 90 yr olds out there who are more spry than I am at this time...)
I am so glad that there are only a few weeks left of this. As much as I love my daughter I am not enjoying being pregnant. Which reminds me that I have been conducting a non-scientific and quite non-random survey of a lot of the women I know who have been pregnant and asking them if they have enjoyed the experience. So far only about 1 woman has said she did -- but she as also said that she had pretty much the picture perfect pregnancy. I was very glad for my Mom being honest when I asked her if she liked it when she was pregnant. There was about a 10 second silence then she answered that while she loved having us she did not like it. I think it is because it is not so much that it is unpleasant as it is uncomfortable.
I am having a hard time believing this experience is almost over! It felt like it would never end and now there are only a few weeks left. God has really been taking care of SweetPea through this time. A couple of Sundays ago I had a surprise shower for her held by a woman who lives in the same apartment complex as I do. Women whom I had never met before gave me all sorts of things for my wee girl, and this past Sunday the women at my church also had a surprise shower for me after church and supplied me with more things for my wee one. I have always had a soft heart but since being pregnant it is easier to bring that to the surface. Needless to say at both showers I was moved to tears by the kindness and generousity people have been showing to me and my daughter.
Just as an aside, in the course of writing this I have made three trips to the bathroom....
I have so much more I want to write about but it will have to wait until later as I can no longer sit comfortably in front of the computer.
Under His mercy and grace,
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