Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Watch your step Danielle!

Because apparently third trimester is when you no longer know how to walk or go shopping without trying to kill yourself!

This started mostly the other day when I was at TJmaxx...squatting down to look at something on the bottom shelf. Nothing know, normal action and all. As I begin to stand, I feel my center of gravity shifting, and my entire body shifting backwards....its as if time was moving in SLOW MOTION. Imagine those know, like where someone moves backwards a hundred steps to gain their balance and then crashes into something causing a ruckus. Well, thank the dear heavens that didn't happen! I did in fact, move backwards what felt like a hundred steps (but it couldn't have been more than five since I was in an aisle) before gaining my balance and nervously looking around me to see if anyone had seen this embarrassing display of pregnant balance.

But, whatever pride I gained in that experience for recovering, certainly came back to haunt me this morning as I was walking up the steps I walk up every single morning for work. Oh, you know...just TWO cement steps. Well for whatever reason, my pregnant foot decided to catch on this step and I STRAIGHT UP FELL ON THE GROUND, AND RAN INTO THE DOOR TRYING TO RECOVER, which I did not! If you're wondering, I scraped two toes, a knee, and an elbow to the point of BLOOD. Also, tore a hole in the pants of my MOTHERHOOD MATERNITY pants! That's right! So, those are becoming shorts I suppose. Oh also it caused my big toenail to rip halfway off...which is just great since I was planning on getting a pedicure soon.

Of course the first thing I did before even getting up was look around to make sure no one saw me. No one did! That I know of! Thank the heavens!

Next I thought- oh my gosh they probably heard me run into the door, I better get up before they come and see me on the ground!

I got in the office and both my co-workers were headed toward the door with worried faces- "was that you?!"

Oh...yes, it was me. In all my pregnant glory!

Got myself bandaged up...and let me tell you...these wounds sting! I haven't like...scraped myself since I was a child. Like seriously, the last wounds like this I remember are from bike riding...they are NOT fun. No wonder kids cry when they fall off their bikes. I didn't cry though! Thank goodness. That' would've been embarrassing.

The good thing is, that I am realizing didn't land on my back or belly, which could have been an issue...and the little babe is moving around like he always does when I drink my green all should be well I suppose.

By the way, have I told you how ready I am to have this baby? Like READY. I am telling you- there were times when I'd get in positions to try and make him move like crazy because it was just the most fun. It still is...BUT, now I have to get out of those positions because every movement is like- YOWZA BOY! What organ are you pressing into now??!! Most things are just uncomfortable these days, and things like getting a new roll of toilet paper from the bottom shelf of the cupboard have me grumbling.

Oh well, its all worth it. I just feel like this will be the longest 6 weeks of my life waiting! Mostly I am just so excited to see this boy and mother him on the outside :)


  1. Oh my gosh you have 6 weeks? I feel so horrible for you. Truly, horrible. The TP, I swear I have to get a new roll every other day! It's the worst! The falling! I feel twice at the airport WITHIN 5 MINUTES!!!! Completely to the ground and EVERYONE saw. It was a midst a crowd both times. Very embarrassing. Though I'm not sure ANYBODY helped me either time. I think everyone just stared, though I was literally 2 feet away from multiple people. KyRGYZSTAN!!! Quality people! I keep getting afraid I'm going to go into labor before Greg gets here- but I would have this babe today at the same time! I'm getting pretty excited to meet him. I feel like he hardly moves anymore. Like he's too cramped to move an inch. Sorry yours is hurting you all the time. MISS YOU!!!!

  2. Pretty sure I would've freaked out if I was one of your co-workers! I'm a bit paranoid-anxious-type.

  3. Wow, this reminds me so much of mom being pregnant with Jason. It's crazy that now that we have him we can't believe we ever didn't have him! But at the same time I DISTINCTLY remember us all being afraid that mom would NEVER have that baby!!! It felt so long and terrible and she had 2 (maybe 3, not sure) false labors. But oh, it's gonna be amazing when you have this baby. I'm so excited to see pictures and hear aallll about him. Love you!!

  4. Oh my gosh, I know this was a long time ago, but I am so glad it was not on your bum. People with tailbone problems suffer there whole lives with them. Plus Judy went into labor 6 weeks or so early from doing that! Nicloe was in the nic unit. sooo I am so grateful you didn't do that. As I have watched all of you I am amazed I did that 6 times and at one point in my life wanted more than 6 babies. Heavenly Father put something in us when we are your age that makes us willing to go through all of that. I also remembered Jake in particular hurting me while he was inside. I think boys are just stronger from the get go. My favorite was trying to shut the refrigerator, I would shut it my stomach into the door. Well it will all be over soon and that sweet little boy will be in your arms. It just seems like forever!!! I remember that clearly .