Well, I have suddenly become pretty uncomfortable. That's an understatement, but I really hate to complain and whine. I'm still not miserable, I keep telling myself…still not miserable, still not miserable, still not miserable. On Saturday I woke up unable to walk well. It just wouldn't happen. I was really, really slow and pretty weak. It just seemed as though my legs and hips had had enough. I continued about my already minimal activities of daily living in spite of this and was rewarded with serious hip and low back pain that made every step really difficult. Miraculously, at about 9 pm last night, I discovered that I can walk sideways and backwards without much pain. Ridiculous. I see the humor in this, but I'm uncomfortable so I can only muster a sarcastic chuckle. I've heard this can happen when the babies move lower into the pelvis, but I don't sense that that has happened. I think that the babies suddenly gained a bunch of weight and my body is rebelling. If I'm correct, then my body should adapt in a few days and I'll figure out how to bear the new weight and walk again. I'm hoping this isn't the final mutiny against the abuse my body has been put through over the last months. Luckily, I'm not having any uterine cramping or even many Braxton-Hicks. I have like one Braxton-Hicks a day at 7 pm. It's uncanny. That has been going on for weeks upon weeks though, probably due to some circadian rhythm related phenomenon or something.
I'm anxious about the physical deconditioning that is happening due to lack of ability to, well, move. I hope I have the physical stamina to labor, if that should be the way it goes. I keep thinking about the time I ran the Bay to Breakers without any training. I did it. When it comes to sports, I often do better not having trained. I'm hoping that would apply to labor too. Beginners luck. This could be a fantasy. Yeah, probably is.
I'm going back to bed now.
