This is an old post when I wrote diary-like entries during my first pregnancy when I found myself alone with not even doctors who understood what might happen to me. One doctor suggested I ought to be feeling better (which I most certainly was not) but what an odd, uninformed thing to say! For the most recent pregnancy diaries from pregnancy number two and three see my Pregnancy and Fibromyalgia resources page.
I fell down (not literally).
One Sunday morning, a few weeks ago, I woke up to pain in my left side and lower back. As the day wore on it became intense. In tears, on the phone to my midwife, I was told it was probably a pulled muscle. I took a Codeine and lay on the couch, vaguely watching TV.
After a painful physio visit the next afternoon, it was confirmed, I had pulled muscles in my lower back and left hip, which in turn had tripped my very tight glute muscles.
Since then, I have recovered slowly, but in dealing with the extra pain and resulting fatigue, I have fallen down. I haven’t been coping. Between the pregnancy and those injuries, sleeping is very difficult. I can only walk the dog for around 15-25 minutes at a time and have had to give up my mat Pilates routine.
In addition to this, I have been planning my wedding, for February 2014. So I am planning a wedding, working, gestating, attempting to be healthy and am desperately, soul-achingly exhausted – and no one seems to get it.
Meanwhile, my baby has been growing furiously! I felt my little flutter ball the other day for the first time and then saw him yesterday in the anatomy scan.
Yes, we have been blessed with a baby boy! Feeling and seeing him makes it feel worth it! It is so amazing. I can’t wait to meet him.
This is a pregnancy diary from my first pregnancy in 2013/14. For my most recent pregnancy diaries and my pregnancy resources see here.