I am enjoying this pregnancy. I promise not to talk about it all the time… I will promise to talk about you cute and funny kids more often! But tonight I was reminded of a cruel side effect of pregnancy.
As I was saying I am enjoying this pregnancy. I am {almost} positive it will be our last pregnancy. So I am trying to enjoy everything. I suffered silently through the nausea and the massive weight gain. I had to eat non stop to keep from being sick. Eating non stop, no matter what you eat will cause weight gain. Now I am sick of food. Nothing really looks good to eat, except Jimmy John’s Beach Club {#12} is my favorite! I actually had a dream about it and woke myself up feeling the sheets for stray pieces of lettuce. If my mom had not called to see if we wanted Chick Fil A for dinner I was going to feed my kids spaghetti and go get a sub. I just learned we are in the delivery zone. I am not going to lie that piece of knowledge made me very happy! Or as Phil would say Happy, Happy, Happy!
So Nausea is over. SO very thankful! My craving seems normal Dill Pickles, Sub Sandwiches, and Frozen Treats. With #1 I craved rhubarb we were up in Mi that summer for a week, we drove all over looking for a fresh farm stand where we could buy some, we had no success. We went back to Grandma’s Flower Shop {The Daisy Petal} she asked what we had been up to, when we told her she laughed {She has the best laugh} and said “I have a big bag in my crisper drawer”, a friend from church had given it to her right before we arrived. Let me just say I ate the ENTIRE bag. I chomped, slurped, ate my way through the whole thing. It was delicious.
Late last night/early this morning??? I woke up with something I completely forgot happens to me, and most people I am sure, during pregnancy. Cramps. As in Foot Cramps, Leg cramps. Oh boy! I was sound asleep {no insomnia yet!} and woke to excruciating pain. I jumped out of bed to try to stand it out, my toes were crossing my foot was arched, and I could feel it moving up the side of my calf. I was doing my best not to yell out to wake A, whose crib is still in our room. Eventually it worked its way out of my foot, it sure was painful and not enjoyable to stretch that cramp out. Keith is gone or he would have stretched it out for me. He gets back tonight, I know he is anxious for me to call out in the middle of the night “Leg cramp, leg cramp” and then try to stretch it out while I thrash about in pain.
But after I was awake and pain-free I laid back in bed and started laughing about the first leg cramp I had while I was pregnant. The more I thought about it the more I laid in bed giggling. Taking care to hold perfectly still so I did not trigger another cramp.
It happened late one night, or was it early one morning? I don’t know. I was pregnant with C, we were soundly sleeping, when a leg cramp gripped my upper left thigh like I had never experienced before. I yelled out to Keith “Leg Cramp, Leg Cramp” over and over he woke pretty fast, after all we had no kids so if we heard some noise we noticed it. He sat up, from a deep sleep and grabbed my right calf, he began rubbing it hard up toward my heart. I was now crying “Leg Cramp, Leg Cramp” he kept rubbing I yelled out “wrong leg, WRONG LEG!” He switched to my left calf. By now I was thrashing about so hard the covers were kicked loose I wondered if the neighbor heard us? I kept yelling out to him “wrong spot HIGHER” he finally found the cramp and rubbed hard up until it worked its way out. Then in disgust, he told me “that is the stupidest place to get a cramp.” Sorry honey I will get a cramp in a more convenient location next time.
He had grabbed my calf because as a teen that is where he had leg cramps, he never had one in his thigh. Now when I yell out Leg Cramp, he jumps up asking Where? He is a quick learner.
What about you? Leg Cramps when you were pregnant? Or worse leg/foot cramps for no reason?
Go hug your kids, the need your love. Tonight I get to Hug O it has been too long, she was in DC with her dad and 24 other students on a field trip with SLU 201. They left early Monday morning, every time we come home little A calls out for her O. We are all planning on going to the airport and being just embarrassing enough to let her know they are loved and they were missed.
jen