Apparently the last several weeks that Monday is inside of me are his biggest. This is no surprise to anyone that has been through this, but is a little alarming to me. As such, he has taken particular interest in "addressing" my right-ribcage with prolonged battering and attention. He has also discovered that if he pushed just so with his head, that he can get my tendons to stretch out even more.
Thursday night's sleep was the worst in a while. I woke up with a stabbing pain around my left hip-flexer. I knew enough to know it wasn't labor so I wasn't worried. But was awake for several hours before the tylenol, a heating pad, and sheer exhaustion allowed me back to sleep. We had a doctor's appointment on Friday morning (awfully timely, I thought.., and Monday is doing great!) where the doctor just looked at me and said "yep, that's pretty much normal". The only "advice" I could gather, was simply just to suck it up and deal.
This stretching and growing left me aching the better part of the weekend. Tim tries to remind me that my pains are our little man trying to grow so he can get here faster. I value these reminders.
I am now on the weekly doctor appointment regimen. This takes place the last month of pregnancy to determine progress (if any) towards labor. Our little man will be here before we know it!!
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