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| Last Wednesday 31 weeks |
Two more weeks of bed rest (at least, I hope!) means two more weeks of muscle atrophy, which could potentially make for a very difficult labor, and quite possibly result in my losing weight instead of gaining. I have to admit, I'm not very good about laying down all the time. I try to do my best when nobody is home, but when John and Lilli come home, its just really hard. I know I'm risking dilating or contracting, but at the same time, I need to move my body. I have to have some muscle control in order to get these babies out. Sometimes I wonder if bed rest really is the best way to keep the babies safe. I almost think some kind of activity (not lifting or bending or strenuous) would help things even more, if only to keep the mother's body strong.
The biggest change with me is my latest friend called heartburn. Its getting vicious. I never really had it much with Lilli and this time around its really only been with certain foods, until the last 24-48 hours. I've had heartburn around the clock. To the point where I don't want to eat anything, but I have to. At 11:00 I had yogurt and blueberries, and I feel like I ate a stick of dynamite covered in spicy mustard and jalapenos. If I can't eat yogurt, what can I eat?! The good news about heartburn is it means that my digestive system is slowed down giving my body longer to absorb nutrients into the blood and send them along to the placentas and finally the babies. I suppose I will stop complaining.
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| Today, 32 weeks |
While I know 32 weeks is an accomplishment after experiencing pre-labor almost 3 weeks ago, the competitor in me just wants to keep going. These babies need to get bigger. Now my goal is as little NICU time as possible...


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