Third trimester, second time around
Filed under: Pregnancy and Birth, Third trimester
A couple weeks ago, I was thinking how I haven't noticed this baby hiccuping as much as Riley did when he was still in utero-and suddenly it was as though the hiccups became my belly companion's full-time fetal occupation. Several times a day, I feel as though I've swallowed a large ticking alarm clock: hic! Hic! Hic!I mentioned to my husband how I thought I'd avoided the dreaded late-term heartburn, oh lucky me, and that very evening I woke up with what felt like battery acid crawling up the back of my throat. Every single night since then, I have to repeatedly get up and eat Tums, prop more pillows behind my head, and generally curse the gods of reflux.
I figured since my last pregnancy ended in late summer, I'd have a better chance of not swelling up like Violet Beauregarde this time around, but then I noticed it was taking me half an hour to yank my wedding rings off each night.
The skin tags, the congestion, the crushed-lung sensations, the *ahem* digestive issues . . . why, it seems the only major difference between this home-stretch section of pregnancy and my last one is my general outlook on life. "Jeez," my husband said to me recently. "You sure are more complainy this time."
Then, of course, I dipped him in salt, rolled him in chocolate, and devoured him whole. Because the food cravings are the same, too.
How about you, were the last parts of your pregnancies similar, or totally different?Permalink | Email this | Linking Blogs | Comments