I fell down (not literally).
One Sunday morning, a few weeks ago, I woke up to pain in my left side and lower back. As the day wore on it became intense. In tears, on the phone to my midwife, I was told it was probably a pulled muscle. I took a Codeine and lay on the couch, vaguely watching TV.
After a painful physio visit the next afternoon, it was confirmed, I had pulled muscles in my lower back and left hip, which in turn had tripped my very tight glute muscles.
Since then, I have recovered slowly, but in dealing with the extra pain and resulting fatigue, I have fallen down. I haven’t been coping. Between the pregnancy and those injuries, sleeping is very difficult. I can only walk the dog for around 15-25 minutes at a time and have had to give up my mat Pilates routine.
In addition to this, I have been planning my wedding, for February 2014. So I am planning a wedding, working, gestating, attempting to be healthy and am desperately, soul-achingly exhausted – and no one seems to get it.
Meanwhile, my baby has been growing furiously! I felt my little flutter ball the other day for the first time and then saw him yesterday in the anatomy scan.
Yes, we have been blessed with a baby boy! Feeling and seeing him makes it feel worth it! It is so amazing. I can’t wait to meet him.