As of the past little bit, I’ve been working on settling into the new “normal.” Does that mean I haven’t overexerted myself at all lately?
No, it just means I’ve been working hard on accepting where I’m currently at, even if that means knowing I’m not going to leave the house for a couple days, the dishes aren’t going to get done, my daughter’s going to end up eating pizza rather than a home-cooked meal. I haven’t entirely succeeded, but I’m fighting it just a little bit less than I had. (It’s now at 92.8% fighting, rather than the 98.8%… so improvement. ;))
Unfortunately, along with that can come apathy, depression, and all their friends, so I’ve gotta be careful about that.
I’m excited for my OB appointment today, because it’ll be the first one I have with my actual doctor since this whole thing began. The OB office very nearly had me seeing another doctor today, but luckily it all worked out for me to see mine. I have a form filled out for the temporary handicapped parking permit, which kinda makes me feel (#$^%^) inside to even write that and know that I’ll actually need it. The few times I have gone out and haven’t gotten a parking spot close have been kinda scary, wearing me out way too fast and the weather (don’t get me started on the WEATHER)- in case no one had noticed, it’s still winter… and this year that has meant LOTS of ice.
I’ve officially begun to hate (HATE) getting into and out of the car. My belly had a bit of a growth spurt last week (I have now hit the point of I-Can’t-Hide-This-Pregnancy, which is awesome on the one hand, but means too that I’M BIGGER AND THE BELLY GETS IN THE WAY.). I have to lift one of my legs with my hand to turn in the seat, so my abs and hips don’t have to bear the weight of both legs AND stabilize at the same time. It hurts mightily if I don’t.
I do also have to keep being mindful of staying “active.” I cannot just park it on the couch all day, or I’ll regret it. But I also cannot get off the couch in order to pick up the house. I’ll regret that, too. It’s a bit of a conundrum! Get up to do… what?
I’m working my way into a few new sewing projects, hopefully I can maintain some balance between doing too much and not enough by having that hobby. Of course, that involves a trip to the fabric store…and I just put myself back at square one. 😡 I’ll figure it out!