For over a week now, I’ve been having symptoms of GI inflammation. It can be pretty rough in general, but add a growing, stretching belly with a strong, kicking baby and the pain can be a challenge to deal with. After however many nights of not sleeping more than 2 hours straight (partly due to Nathan, more on that later), I finally got in to see my doctor about it since my OB’s would not address my GI issues.
With Nathan, I went through the same thing and ended up having to take a low dose of a mild steroid to combat the inflammation for a little while. I am now back on this same medication and I am hoping that it quickly addresses the issue as it did with Nathan’s pregnancy. Also, late last night I tore an adhesion inside. It hurt like the devil, but the weird abdominal lump I had finally went away due to the adhesion snapping. The steroid should also help this heal faster and I should be good to go.
Nathan…lord help the boy. You know you have a tantrum-throwing toddler when you find yourself wishing for a one-way plane ticket to Grandmas, for the toddler I mean. The problem is that having an unwell, tired, very pregnant body simply does not work well with a huge, strong, tantrum throwing toddler. Ever. He is roughly half my height and approximately 32% of my pre-pregnancy weight. So with the pregnancy/baby weight and his, I am forced to carry almost half of my weight around whenever he is throwing his tantrums or when we go anywhere. It’s a lot to deal with, and my body kills me at the end of the day.
Another challenge I am facing is that the boy will not sleep. I have no clue what the heck is up with this. First, he stopped taking naps. My body NEEDS those naps and the break it provides for me. I have zero chance of really resting during the day without those cotton-picking naps. On top of that, he will not go to sleep in his bed anymore until after 11pm and only if you are sitting in his room. Sometimes I have to sit in a uncomfortable chair with a aching body for over an hour until he goes to sleep. Only then can I sneak out and go to bed, only to be woken up every two hours with my GI until he gets up between 7 and 8am. It’s exhausting.
So today, I had a doctor appointment in the city and had to go get the medication filled right after. Nathan’s sitter was unable to watch him, and so I had no choice but to bring him along with me. It was a nightmare, and two hours later I am still exhausted. When life gangs up on me like this, and I feel so overwhelmed that I just want to cry, it helps me to remember all that my mom went through. She pretty much raised my brother and I on her own, even when my dad was around. She took care of everything we needed from clothes to getting us through illness while going through health issues herself and working. Then she spent the last decade of her life fighting cancer. She was so strong and it makes me feel a little stronger whenever I think of her.
Anyhow…gotta run. Hopefully Life will be giving me a break soon. I surely do need it right now…