This has been a very tough week. I really had no idea how much discomfort was involved with pregnancy. I have been so blessed and so spoiled in my pregnancies. I have never had this hard of a time. I spent the week in mental distress praying for families that have to deal with doctors that offer "selective reduction" as an option. I met another woman who was faced with the same issues. It really breaks my heart to think about this. I feel so blessed to not have to worry about it.
My belly hurts like it is sunburn. Nothing was helping, not even the special stretch mark cream. I read on line that has to do with the stretching skin and to use an Aloe Vera Product. After 24 hours of using some cream, I feel a little relief. That will help so much. My belly is so big that when I sit down, my legs spread and my belly rubs on the chair or couch. These babies are big and low. The Braxton Hicks contractions are growing in frequency and intensity and yet they are not yet dangerous of bringing on pre-term labor. I have a few days left behind the wheel before I can't drive. Here is a fun one, I no longer fit in the pew at church. I am so short that my belly rubs the front of the pew unless I am sitting down. The babies are getting so big that I can't ever get comfortable. My legs and feet are so swollen. Complain, complain, complain. I am sorry.
Thank you God for the health of my precious babies. Thank you for the support from my family, friends and husband giving me the desire to get through this with a smile on my face as much as possible. Thanks for the little sleep that I do get each day. 8 weeks to go is a little over whemling. God help me to live each day at a time and try to find to joy of being pregnant.