Sometimes, like earlier this week when I flipped out in the middle of the night, this pregnancy just gets to be too much for me. I'm sorry that I'm a complainer. I also appreciate all the support you guys give me when I do whine about something that I am fully aware that I chose to do.
In the aftermath of my massive breakdown, apparently Lyra wore herself out. She gave me two whole days of relative quiet and calm before resuming her schedule of kicks, rolls, and general obnoxious behavior. And even more fortunate, those two days of recovery worked for both of us. I've found the amusement value in the wiggles again. She's really putting on the weight and size now, so I'm feeling very distinct thumps when a teeny foot or fist connects. It makes me giggle at times, especially when they're timed in ways to seem like responses to a comment or a song or the dogs barking. (Ok, that last one may be actually true.)
Speaking of interactive baby, not only does she move toward Rick if he talks to/touches my belly for any length of time, but she's beginning to respond to me a lot more directly. The other day, I was resting between songs at Annie rehearsal. Unthinkingly, I dropped both hands and thumped my palms into the sides of my belly... and startled the baby. She jumped so hard, I almost jumped too! I felt bad, but couldn't help laughing.
She's wiggling around right now. It's mind boggling how much more of the small movements I'm beginning to feel. No wonder it drove me crazy for a couple days. Glad I'm adjusting, even if it does mean occasionally wanting to scream from annoyance and nausea, heh.
I'd imagine the fact that it has finally started snowing and sticking has helped my disposition somewhat. Yay, snow!
I have heard - heard only - that mother's stress can also excite/stress baby. I didn't have that sort of problem...honestly I barely felt Aaron moving, and the worst I can say about my pregnancy was that it was like having gas for nine freaking months. I was annoyed with the changes in my body by the time I delivered, but giving birth was the worst part, not the carrying.
ReplyDeleteHowever, back to my original thoughts. You might've tried this already, but quiet meditation or similar calming activities might help calm the baby, too.
Also - you're not a whiner or a complainer. You chose this, it's true, but it's not an easy thing you're asking your body to do! And that's what friends are for: listening to you and not letting you be down on yourself for a perfectly natural set of reactions.
*hugs*
Thank you, dear. It's nice to know you don't think I'm constantly complaining. It really feels like it to me at times, and I really am thrilled about this baby. It's just some of the pregnancy I don't like so much.
ReplyDeleteFor the record, that day that I broke down, I had tried singing, moving, rocking, changing positions, holding still, being calm, being active, every darn thing I could think of trying. She was active ALL DAY, no matter what I did, calm or not. It took letting out some steam via crying and getting to exhaustion point to get me beyond caring whether or not she thwomped me. She was still moving the entire time until the Unisom knocked me out. She just had a hyperactive day. Generally those tricks work - being calm, breathing slow, singing to her, patting her gently - but that one day there was nothing that could soothe her.
Speaking of wiggles, guess who's awake and kicking right now? :D