It Turns Out, Being Pregnant Isn’t Much Fun.

This is a post that contains a bit of TMI about my personal physical situation. Don’t read the fourth paragraph if you don’t want to know the gory details.

So for the past two days, I’ve felt like crap. There just isn’t any nice way to say that. It’s how I’ve felt and I know I’ve been a bit of a grump about it. I have painful Braxton Hicks contractions that only go away if I lie down on my left side. My back has hurt and I’ve felt just gross. Well this morning I woke up at 5:30 with a bit of a panic attack. I got in the shower because being in the water always makes me feel better. It did make me feel physically better but the anxiety wouldn’t go away, so I called my doula.

She was great. She told me to take a warm bath, drink some tea and try to go back to sleep. The subtext of which was all, “Get a grip and relax a little bit!” She was pretty much unconcerned about what I was going through which was exactly what I needed to hear. So I did manage to go back to sleep for about an hour and a half.

About 8:30 I felt this very odd sensation and thought I should go to the bathroom right away. I lost my mucus plug which I had been completely unaware of with Eli. I’m guessing that this caused my upsurge of hormone-related anxiety. I called Jeanne again and she said that was probably why I had felt so bad. She very generously said we could move the appointment we set for Monday afternoon to this afternoon. I’m glad she’s coming. It makes me feel better already.