This pregnancy thing is getting harder. Sleeping is harder, getting up from a seated position is harder and my belly is literally getting harder. I think I'm experiencing Braxon.Hicks contractions.
Not that I'm complaining.
Saturday I did my 1 hour gestational diabetes test. I have an appointment with the OB's office (with the Physician's Assistant, H instead of Dr. L) on Wednesday, so I'll let you know if I passed or not.
Had a total "pregnancy brain" moment last night: I was craving veggies and made a beautiful pot of minestrone soup (click here for the recipe). When it was done, I turned off the burner and went to cuddle with Mr. Jem and Sharky on the couch. 10 minutes later I started to smell this terrible burning smell. I leaped up, ran in to the kitchen to discover that I had turned the (electrical) burner to High instead of Off. The whole house smelled of burned veggies and the soup was ruined. Hopefully I can salvage the beautiful LeCreuset.Dutch.Oven pot tonight. Arrrggh. Luckily I had already eaten one bowl of the wonderful soup, so it wasn't a complete loss (I'm very constipated and need extra the fiber!). I still have more of the ingredients, so I will try again either tonight or tomorrow.
Still not complaining...
I tweaked my right shoulder and neck during the holidays... a trip to the chiropractor and masseuse didn't help last week. Heating pad does. Not typing or knitting (sniff!) does, but it's not practical, as my work is 99% at the computer. Have a follow-up appoint with the chiro (also my aunt) tonight. The most lovely Mr. Jem will be picking me up from the appointment after work, as it takes me almost 2 hours to get home from my aunt's office. Love him! He volunteered to come get me! Even with that big college football game happening tonight. The only silver lining on all this is that it has forced me to sleep on my left side, which is recommended.
Did I say i wasn't complaining? Well, I guess I am. It's not easy being pregnant. Of course, it's even harder NOT being pregnant, when you really want to be... goes without saying, but worth saying all the same.
Okay, so that makes me a (sorta) complaining and very grateful pregnant woman.