>There are things you expect pregnancy to limit you doing.
Roller derby, getting tattooed, fitting into clothes properly, the missionary position…
I didn’t really think it would affect my ability to budget, to support local businesses and to give my family the fresher food possible (I know Woolworths claims to be the Fresh Food People, but I’m sure it’s not fresher than the growers markets – sorry!). But it has.
I can’t do the markets any more, it’s too hot and I get dizzy, my heart beats fast and I get REALLY hot.
Which is disappointing. Not only do I like supporting these farmers, my wallet likes it too. I like it because I know it’s fresh and when I’m buying things, I know it’s available because it’s in season. My wallet likes it because the fruit and veg from the markets is a fraction of the price of the supermarke variety. But I guess beggars (or those with blood pressure issues) can’t be choosers.
On the bright side, we got a meat delivery. It costs us $85 for 10kg of meat. And it’s good cuts. In that we get roasts, steaks, mince… Lots of things. Makes it 1) Easier for me – the gentleman delivers it and brings it right into my kitchen. 2) cheaper for me and 3) better for me, because all the meat is raised by them on their farm and butchered by them. The family is into it’s 4th generaton of butchers or something like that!
So, back to the Pregnancy side of things.
I’ve decided that I’m going to get massage/reflexology on my ankles at 36 weeks in hopes of inducing labour. I know that you all might think I’m a little crazy, BUT I was induced with Dex at 37 1/2 weeks. We’re only having two kids. My blood pressure is up high already. I want to experience going into labour naturally, if it’s possible. I don’t think that’s unreasonable.
I’m sick of not being able to walk properly, because every step sends shooting pains down my back and across my pelvis. I’m sick of not being able to sleep properly. Or eat properly. Or shower properly!
I can’t cuddle Dex or play with him like he deserves. We have a shower together every morning and every night. it’s our down time. our quiet time together. Water – showers in particular, really mellow him out. He likes to just climb onto my lap and cuddle me. It’s getting to the point where this is almost physically impossible and I miss it.
I know a lot of things will change when this little doll comes along, but my shower cuddles are one thing I’m going to cling on to…