On Friday morning I thought I was finally starting to show because my stomach was so hard. It was a long, very busy day, very busy week in fact, with a lot things going on emotionally as well as work-wise. I was off to meet friends for dinner, and by the time I sat down on the subway, I didn’t think I’d be able stand again to get off and walk to the restaurant. Luckily, the restaurant was close by. The pain was getting worse, but I thought if I sat down with friends and enjoyed a good meal that I was looking forward to all week at one of my favorite restaurants, eventually the pain would subside. But 10 minutes later, not much time, I know, but the pain was still unbearable, and it was all I could think about. If I wasn’t pregnant, I would’ve ignored the pain. I know I would have, but considering all the things that could be going wrong, I was just getting more and more worried as the minutes passed. I called the doctor, who said to come right over if I was finished with work. So I caught a cab and away I went.
The doctor saw me right away, and felt around my stomach and inside, and all she could say was “It’s hard as a rock”. She asked if I was moving around too much, being too active, and I don’t know what too active is, but I assumed that maybe I was and that stress probably had a great deal to do with it. The baby was healthy and swimming around happily, though in a much smaller space since my stomach muscles were pressing down so hard on my uterus. The doctor gave me an IV drip for several hours until the pain subsided, and I was able to finally go home around 11:30pm. It was a long, scary evening, and the next morning I was still feeling a little bit of pain, so I decided that was a good enough reason not to go to school that day (besides not having done my homework). I asked if what I was feeling was similar to contractions, and the doctor said the basic premise was the same, meaning that if the pain continued long enough, my body would eventually try to give birth. I’m so glad I decided to call the doctor and go in immediately!
Unfortunately now I tend to freak out a bit at the slightest pain, and I find that my constipation feels a lot like the pain I felt on Friday. Right now there is nothing I can do about it either. I have to wait until I go to the doctor next time and ask her for something because I can’t take anything over the counter.
When I think about the beautiful baby that I am going through all the for, it really doesn’t seem like much at all. My morning sickness is pretty much gone, I’m able to brush my teeth again, for the most part without choking. It seems my boobs have stopped growing for a little while, I think. Maybe it’s just the stage that I’m at. I’ll be 12 weeks in 2 days. Practically finished with the first trimester. What was a tiny embryo is now a larger fetus and probably trying to make room and push about. Hopefully once my uterus pops up a bit, I’ll be more comfortable. Oh, and I started having to pee in the middle of the night starting 2 or 3 nights ago. Usually about 2 or 3 times a night I wake up, go pee, go back to sleep. Something else to look forward to for the next 6 1/2 months.