Omar and Fred (not the French version) are on their way here from the old U.S. of A. I am so excited to see them -- and I can't even remember the last time the three of us were in the same room together. Good times ahead.
Unfortunately, I did something, somehow, sometime and absolutely destroyed my back, and I am afraid it will hinder my ability to fully enjoy my time with them. I'm having serious pain, just below my shoulder blade on the right side. There's not a whole lot I can do for it besides sit and lie down a lot, but I'm not doing very well with either solution. If it doesn't get better by the end of the week, I am going to have to see someone.
I took this upcoming Thursday and Friday off of work because your homies are only in town once every 5 years or so. I plan on spending much of my extended weekend at the movies or sitting on my ass -- I will chalk it up to back recovery time. I have a midterm on Monday but otherwise I am going to let my four-day pause serve as a genuine break. I'm getting the feeling that April is going to be a tough month.
My only major project is to head out to the March� Saint Pierre to buy some fabric. I have projects!
Otherwise, this weekend was a serious doozie emotionally. The Boy and I did some painful but important talking, but it wasn't easy, and I think I am just now recovering from it. I did some crying, which was probably both healthy and necessary, but it sure would be nice to have everything be all hearts and bunnies.
Romulus is now big enough that I can actually see - from the outside - when he moves, sometimes even being able to make out which direction he's going. I always wonder what he could be thinking -- "Much more comfortable over here by the bladder, indeed. Let me just see if I can get my feet juuuuuust right so that every time mama moves, she feels like she could pee her pants." Sometimes he really works up a sweat in there, burrowing around and clearly getting in some good cardio. Yesterday in class, he was moving for a solid half hour, the most yet. I was almost self-concious about it because I could clearly see my stomach rising and falling THROUGH MY SWEATER. Trippy.
Ok, I have to head out and make some last minute preparations before my crew gets here tomorrow in the early am. I realized today that they might want some pillows or something.
One day at a time.
Wow the time has gone by fast. You're really far along now if you can see him moving. Love the "name" btw...Romulus.
For the bad back, you could definitely try seeing a osteopath specialized in pregnancy. I was in miserable pain for about 2 weeks at around 8 months and finally broke down and called an osteopath linked to my maternity clinic. The seance was only 15 minutes and she was so gentle I thought she hadn't done a thing, but I was pain free from then on, like magic. Apparently its not a bad idea just to make an appointment because the loose ligaments from pregnancy can cause your hip joints to get out of place in a way that makes birth more difficult. I really was surprised how much my Dr was able to help me and would happily pass on her name if you are interested. PS my OB was incredibly dismissive of it all, even though the sage femmes recommended a visit.
Sounds like you've got things under control, as always, Lee, but I'm sorry to hear about your back -- Nicole's advice seems really good; try out that osteopath idea!
You are always able to relate things in such a calm and collected manner... My boy and I had a bit of our own "discussion" last night, although it didn't lead anywhere, because when he gets fed up he just doesn't talk -- he said it doesn't interest him and just clams up. It's SUPER frustrating, because I feel like we're not getting anywhere, even when I try to make suggestions.
'Course, I wasn't in the best of moods last night, I was a bit testy and emotional, so that probably didn't help. He never takes me seriously when I'm like that anyway...
Def go to the KIni, I went ten times during my grossesse and felt sooo much better each time until finally I had no problems at all any more with my back. Your doc can give you a "prescription" for it so its covered on the insurance.
So glad that your friends are coming, that will cheer you up for sure; enjoy the weekend!
bises,
Riana