So a few weeks ago I experienced something I never have before heartburn. NASTY heartburn! Heartburn that made me want to seek medical attention and beg for drugs! I take a prescription acid reflux pill. I have for almost two years now and as soon as I started taking it I felt amazing. Throughout this pregnancy I haven't gotten sick and since the second trimester started I have felt totally fine but one night something didn't agree my digestive system and I felt it! Saturday I ate a big bowl of cereal for breakfast and when Jeff asked what I wanted for lunch nothing sounded good and I felt yucky, not stomach bug sick and not flu sick...just off. So, I asked for chicken noodle soup from Chick-fil-A. I could only eat three bites. All afternoon I rolled around on the couch and moaned. For dinner that night I had oatmeal and only because Jeff made me eat. I was miserable. I had about three tums and I got in bed early and willed myself to sleep to try and escape that awful feeling.
Sunday I woke up feeling great and starving after a day of not eating much! So, I went to McDonald's for breakfast. I got pancakes and sausage and washed it down with a hot chocolate. YUM! I was still super hungry at lunch and got a burger from Rafferty's for lunch with an order of the good ole boy cheese fries. DOUBLE YUM!! And then...all that started to hurt me. For dinner on Sunday night I had four tums and a cup of yogurt.
Did you ever have one of "those" nights in college or early 20s where you drink so much and the next day (or two) you're totally out of commission and you're trying to make a deal with God, 'Dear Lord, I will never drink again if you let me live?" Yeah, I was doing that on Sunday night! I promised if he let me live and took away that awful pain and let me sleep I would never eat nasty food again. I have lived up to that fairly well, too! Considering I've watched what I've eaten since then I haven't had any problems! Yay!
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Nugget on the Move!
It's official. Nugget is kicking, moving or something. I feel it! It all started Wednesday night. I got up to pee...not unusual! When I got back in bed I felt like gas bubbles were moving around and I thought that I'd have to get up to poop soon (Sorry, but true). No, that didn't happen. Then on Thursday night I felt those "gas bubbles" again...with no gas. And last night I finally decided it wasn't gas but a baby in my belly. This morning after breakfast this little joker started knocking HARD! I could actually put my hand on the spot and feel it with my hand as well as on the inside. That's pretty darn cool! I've heard my friends say that when they are up moving around the baby is calm. When they are sitting and trying to rest the baby gets active and starts kicking. I'm enjoying these little nudges right now but I'm sure at some point in the future I'll want this "floppy" "hyper" baby to calm down and let me rest! Since mid-October it hasn't felt real because I have felt great and my mornings were no longer rough. I'm still sleeping great, with the exception of having to get up at night to pee.
Speaking of getting up at night to pee, I decided I didn't need my right leg last week and I tried to knock it off in the middle of the night! Pain! Oh! My! Gosh! The pain!! I got up to pee and I was hurrying back to bed because it was so cold and as I rounded the corner to my side of the bed I hit my leg on the bed frame and it took me to the ground! We've had this bed for TEN YEARS! We've been in this house for SEVEN YEARS! The bed has not changed in any way in all those years. We haven't rearragned the furniture. We haven't lowered or raised the bed...it is in the same spot with the same dimensions as it has for all the years we've been married. I hit the corner with my right shin so hard that I didn't cry, I just sank to the floor and moaned. It took my breath a way. I was able to finally get up and hobble to the bed and eventually get back to sleep...it was PAINFUL! The next morning I still had not looked at my leg and asked Jeff to check it because I was afraid of how nasty it would be. It wasn't as bad as I expected but it happened almost two weeks ago and it still has a knot and a big ugly scab! Yes, I drew blood through flannel pants! I am talented!
And while we're on the subject of pain in the night...being woken up by the weather radio alarm two nights in a row is PAINFUL! What an awful noise. I would tell you that I'm pretty slow these days. If the most annoying alarm goes off in the middle of the night you will move your tail as fast as you can to make it stop! Does the national weather service really need to issue a "Winter Storm Warning" or "Ice Storm Warning" at 3:30 and 4:00 a.m.? Seriously? Isn't that something that can wait until at least 6:00 or 6:30...or just leave it to the news guys. The only reason I need to be jolted awake like that is by a tornado warning where we'll actually need to seek shelter! Not a fan of the weather radio this week!
Speaking of getting up at night to pee, I decided I didn't need my right leg last week and I tried to knock it off in the middle of the night! Pain! Oh! My! Gosh! The pain!! I got up to pee and I was hurrying back to bed because it was so cold and as I rounded the corner to my side of the bed I hit my leg on the bed frame and it took me to the ground! We've had this bed for TEN YEARS! We've been in this house for SEVEN YEARS! The bed has not changed in any way in all those years. We haven't rearragned the furniture. We haven't lowered or raised the bed...it is in the same spot with the same dimensions as it has for all the years we've been married. I hit the corner with my right shin so hard that I didn't cry, I just sank to the floor and moaned. It took my breath a way. I was able to finally get up and hobble to the bed and eventually get back to sleep...it was PAINFUL! The next morning I still had not looked at my leg and asked Jeff to check it because I was afraid of how nasty it would be. It wasn't as bad as I expected but it happened almost two weeks ago and it still has a knot and a big ugly scab! Yes, I drew blood through flannel pants! I am talented!
And while we're on the subject of pain in the night...being woken up by the weather radio alarm two nights in a row is PAINFUL! What an awful noise. I would tell you that I'm pretty slow these days. If the most annoying alarm goes off in the middle of the night you will move your tail as fast as you can to make it stop! Does the national weather service really need to issue a "Winter Storm Warning" or "Ice Storm Warning" at 3:30 and 4:00 a.m.? Seriously? Isn't that something that can wait until at least 6:00 or 6:30...or just leave it to the news guys. The only reason I need to be jolted awake like that is by a tornado warning where we'll actually need to seek shelter! Not a fan of the weather radio this week!
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