The first incident was a week or two ago. That Tuesday morning I woke up feeling just fine…I was dressed, had my makeup on, and was in the middle of talking to Jer about who knows what while I rifled through my closet floor looking for shoes. As I stood up to slip on the shoes I’d be searching for, the entire room slanted to the right. I waited for a moment or two to see if it righted itself, but my world actually started spinning worse. I thought I might pass out because after a few minutes of sitting down I tried to walk and fell into the door frame of our bedroom door. Following this I broke out in this horrible hot sweat and was pretty sure I was going to get sick. I sat on Owen’s stool in the bathroom and waited for the feeling to pass and finally got myself up and moving around…after about 30 minutes the dizziness was a little better, but I was still nauseous. My mom had arrived for Owen duty as she always does and I told Jer to go to work and I’d be fine. About 3 minutes after he left I ended up throwing up and decided to plant my butt on the couch. Mom took Owen for his normal day and I sat and watched TV and napped and tried to get myself feeling better. After a nap and a call to the doctor I was told I could very well be de-hydrated. It happens a lot during pregnancy especially during the summer months. So I drank water the rest of the day, managed to keep down some Bread Co and finally by the afternoon I was feeling like I hadn’t gone on a drinking bender the night before. The doctor also told me to eat first thing when I got up…though this has been hard to do…the cereal and orange juice cocktail has definitely seemed to help. I battled my way back the rest of the week having a few bouts of dizziness and upset stomach…but never did it get bad like it was on Tuesday again.
4th of July Weekend past we enjoyed a nice break from the usual routine. While Jer and I were working on a project for the boys room he decided he HAD to take a picture of my ever expanding tummy. I posted it here. I’m starting to look like I might topple over if I bend forward too far. I love the endearing look and the way Jer rubs my back when he gives me a hug. It’s comforting to know that though he doesn’t know exactly what I’m going through, he appreciates the work I’m doing for our family all the same!
A few other 3rd trimester tidbits:
I'm currently in Jer's gym shorts for sleeping. He lovingly lent me two pairs. It's my favorite thing to wear after a long day of full panel pants and such! Speaking of clothes...summer maternity wardrobes are easier to pick, easier to wear, and definitely have been more fun for me than winter!
My wedding band is officially the only ring I can wear. And now it's stuck on my hand...but I like having it there so I'm ok with it staying!
Dr. T told me last Friday that I wasn't ready to go yet because I was still wearing makeup to my appointments. HA!
My belly is so much different with Cooper than Owen. I'm not sure if it's the fluid I took on with Owen, or if things are just stretched differently this time...but I can definitely distinguish "little parts" from "big parts." Jer and I have had fun taking turns guessing what body parts we are feeling. We do this nearly every night while we're heading to bed and Cooper is putting on his evening acrobatic event!
Over this past weekend I had a lady who working at Wal-Mart tell me...and I quote..."You look miserable!" I honestly think that was her version of sympathy for me and my waddle, but I couldn't help but say...Gee thanks! That's just what I wanted to hear in this 95 degree heat at 36 weeks pregnant!
We’re almost to finish line Coop. Just a little bit longer now…
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