I Did WHAT??

While explaining to my midwife why walking, sitting, driving, moving, and of course, trying very carefully to get on the exam table was so immensely painful, she made a few concerned noises, and a few 'why in the world would you do that???' faces.

After the exam she told me she's pretty sure I dislocated my pelvis.

I'm sorry. What???

Well that sure explains a lot.

No freaking wonder I want to saw off the lower half of my body.

I knew all this swelling, bruising and down right excruciating pain couldn't be normal. They say you forget all the pregnancy pains and what not after the baby is born, but I'm beyond sure THIS pain didn't happen during my other pregnancies.

I mean...I think I'll be fine for labor and delivery, but can I have that epidural for the remainder of my pregnancy?? PLEASE?!?!

If narcotics were a wise choice....well, I'd be all over that one. But they aren't, so here we sit. In pain...or discomfortableness (whatever). Debating on wither I should take a heat pack, or an ice pack to bed.

Sweet cheeses.

My so sweet midwife suggested I try a massage, and if that doesn't help put things back where they should be, I should go see a chiropractor. And for the love of all things, no heavy lifting (including housework), lots of mild stretching, plenty of rest, and Tylenol if needed. Well crap. Two children, 5 and under, and I'm supposed to take it easy? Shoulda been a comedian. Heh.

You mean to tell me, that the last 2 months of pregnancy aren't going to be a living hell?? There's relief for this nonsense? Yeeeah, buddy!!

So, Saturday I have a massage scheduled. I'm beyond excited....not that I have such a painful reason to receive a massage. But excited that my sore tired body has some relief in the near future. At least temporary relief.

Otherwise, Madalynne is doing great! She's head down, still, with her back to my left side and her feet jabbed into my right ribs.

When she stretches out, we can distinctively distinguish the length of her oh so tiny feet. Makes my heart happy. And her feet are ticklish...that or she just really hates them being touched.

She moves the most when I'm doing dishes. Favorite. :)

I was lucky enough to be able to do a little shopping, today. I'm much more comfortable (and okay with being pregnant for, quite possibly, 2 more months) with some clothes that fit better. So so lovely.

And, I'm pretty sure I might be breaking out the flip flops for spring!!