Just Your Typical Monday Morning

Well...whatever was causing the crazy jackhammer jaw sleeping syndrome has gone. At least I've been jackhammer free for three nights.

BigB was out of town for the last week. I can admit openly here that I had the best sleep EVER! And, boom, as soon as he came back, I'm awake all night long. I wonder how it would affect our marriage if I asked him to sleep in the guest room. Juz kiddin'. Sorta. There's just all that room in the bed for me and my copious pillows! And no snoring! And no flinging arms whapping me in the face! No alarm clock going off at 4:45 in the a.m.! Ahhhhh. It was bliss. To bad he wasn't a pilot. Then I could count on him being gone for weeks at a time a LOT.

Seriously, though, I did miss him. He's my best friend and I really feel out of sorts when he's not around. When he left last week, he gave me a little teddy bear that was holding a bag of my favorite Pep.Farm cookies and a sweet card. Awwwwwwwww.

Over the weekend I started getting this really crazy aching in my, ahem, netherregions. The same regions that a ginormous bowling ball (I mean baby) will be traveling through in a few months. I also had this nagging pressure in same said netherregions. It just felt so weird. So, of course I put the question to Dr Google and my myriad of pg books till I found an answer that made me feel a bit better. "Pains" like these are apparently common and are not to be worried about unless they don't get better with rest.

Friday and Saturday, the ache and pressure seemed to disappear as soon as I was horizontal on my (spacious without the BigB) bed. Last night was a different story...the aching and the pressure didn't relieve with a little snooze time. It just kept on comin. On top of that, little Lady Bug decided to burrow down somewhere in the lowest part of my uterus (like right on top of my pubic bone) and give me some kicks. Usually she's everywhere, trying out her tennis star backhand and her black belt karate chop all over the place. But yesterday and last night, I could only feel little tiny kicks and movements and they were all down there.

As previously mentioned, I got no sleep last night cuz BigB was back in town. That gave way for the perfect Trifecta. I obsessed all night that I was going into preterm labor. All the signs were there: aching in the vag wall area, pressure on what I guess was the cervix, and my little lady making her way head down for a smooth ride into the real world. Bad thoughts gone wild.

Of course at 8:01 I'm on the horn with the nurse, trying to hold back the tears. They graciously squeezed me in "just to be on the safe side." After hooking me up to a fetal monitor, a uterus monitor (?), an ultrasound, a pelvic check, and some bloodwork. They think everything is just fine and they "don't know why" I'm having these pains. Which makes me feel slightly better. I'm glad everything points to nothing, but I want something rather than nothing for an explanation!

While I was there, they gave me the awesome GTT. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Orange syrup. It wasn't all that horrible other than the horrendous sugar headache and sweats. And nausea.

What a way to start the week! But, on the bright side, it is gorgeous out today. My car told me it was 59 outside. 59! That's like a tropical heat wave! I'll take it and be thankful for sunshine and some good news.