First, what a milestone. Everything with baby looks great. No gestational diabetes (thankyouverymuch).
Now. For the nitty gritty.
Y'all.
I am full. At least I feel full. All. Of. The. Time.
I can only imagine it is something like sitting at a buffet eating constantly all day long. Except I eat once and feel that way the rest of the day. Baby just feels in such a different position right now than I remember. But who recalls the "bad" after it is all said and done ... I am guessing I do not!
I eat and I am so uncomfortable for the rest of the day. Sitting, standing, laying ...
Chocolate gives me heartburn/reflux too. Tums are my favorite bedtime snack. The berry blend has become a favorite. If I close my eyes I can trick myself into thinking it's a bowl of fresh fruit.
Just kidding. I can't do that. I am not a magician. I hope you did not believe me.
I also can not recall the last time I rolled over in bed without making some sort of grunting noise. Sorry husband.
I might break down soon for a massage or a few chiropractic appointments. That really helped with my own as far as being able to get a little more comfortable. Headaches come and go still - which is a bummer but something I am used to. Assuming an adjustment might help a bit with that. I am trying to save money for this upcoming year of dance/activities for the kids ... so it is hard for me to spend money on myself. Always looking out for the kiddos - though I would have it no other way.
Someone asked if I regret doing this with not feeling the best.
I can honestly say knowing what I do now, I would full force go for it again with zero hesitations (if we went back in time that is - this will be my only surrogacy journey).
I'll try to keep this to the extent of my complaints. I do hate complaining but I feel so fake if I say I am always feeling great. I am sure I went through this with my own and I came out on the other end just fine. I always do - I always come out better at the end. The difference is that this time two other people will come out for the better at the end of it as well. And that is the why, the reason, the purpose of this all. To help a family have what we have. A child they have yet to meet but have already gone to the end of the world and back to have.
So if you got through all that whining and complaining, thanks. It is nice to get it all out. If you see me out and about rolling around ... pretend it's normal. It will make me feel better, lol.
xoxo
Now. For the nitty gritty.
Y'all.
I am full. At least I feel full. All. Of. The. Time.
I can only imagine it is something like sitting at a buffet eating constantly all day long. Except I eat once and feel that way the rest of the day. Baby just feels in such a different position right now than I remember. But who recalls the "bad" after it is all said and done ... I am guessing I do not!
I eat and I am so uncomfortable for the rest of the day. Sitting, standing, laying ...
Chocolate gives me heartburn/reflux too. Tums are my favorite bedtime snack. The berry blend has become a favorite. If I close my eyes I can trick myself into thinking it's a bowl of fresh fruit.
Just kidding. I can't do that. I am not a magician. I hope you did not believe me.
I also can not recall the last time I rolled over in bed without making some sort of grunting noise. Sorry husband.
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| (that's basically me rolling over) |
I might break down soon for a massage or a few chiropractic appointments. That really helped with my own as far as being able to get a little more comfortable. Headaches come and go still - which is a bummer but something I am used to. Assuming an adjustment might help a bit with that. I am trying to save money for this upcoming year of dance/activities for the kids ... so it is hard for me to spend money on myself. Always looking out for the kiddos - though I would have it no other way.
Someone asked if I regret doing this with not feeling the best.
I can honestly say knowing what I do now, I would full force go for it again with zero hesitations (if we went back in time that is - this will be my only surrogacy journey).
I'll try to keep this to the extent of my complaints. I do hate complaining but I feel so fake if I say I am always feeling great. I am sure I went through this with my own and I came out on the other end just fine. I always do - I always come out better at the end. The difference is that this time two other people will come out for the better at the end of it as well. And that is the why, the reason, the purpose of this all. To help a family have what we have. A child they have yet to meet but have already gone to the end of the world and back to have.
So if you got through all that whining and complaining, thanks. It is nice to get it all out. If you see me out and about rolling around ... pretend it's normal. It will make me feel better, lol.
xoxo
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