Just when I thought it was easy….

A girl….whoopee. Let’s be honest I would have been happy with a boy too but for me just knowing put my mind at ease. Im ridculosly bad with surprises, frankly I just like to be organised and have a contingency plan for the contingency plan. Finally I felt like I could walk around on cloud nine and was begining to like this pregnancy malarky, then….PGP.

Pelvic girdle pain is basically any pain that surrounds the joints of the pelvis and hips (I’m no doctor but that’s the just). Safe to say it’s no fun. Sitting hurts, standing hurts, lying hurts, moving hurts, not moving hurts. Painkillers are a basic no go during pregnancy If you can help it so off to physio I popped. Physio consisted of a group of in pain women being advised to roll up towels and place them in various ‘positions’ to try and get comfy. Followed by advice on how to strengthen the pelvic floor.

Pelvic floor exercises…… Everyone talks about them, everyone has an option on your pelvic floor when your pregnant, when your heavily pregnant occasionally it feels like it doesn’t exist. Pelvic floor exercises are literally the weirdest and hardest thing ever because no one can check your form. Who knows if my attempts at drawing everting up and in are doing any good what so ever, I now know they must have been ok as I can run without fear of peeing.

Luckily for me my pain disappeared as miraculously as it had appeared, honestly never been so happy. Then when I thought everything was rosy the sickness returned.

My partner had read the symptoms (or as I now call it ‘what I’m going to have this week’ to me which kindly suggested sickness may return in the 3rd trimester. Luckily my body had got that memo and day one of third trimester me and the bathroom became friends again (closely followed by a good old b&q bucket as when you get to this point in pregnancy if you get down to the floor you most genuinely may not get back up without injury or wetting yourself).

The low point if trimester 3 was being sick on myself while driving to work. When you phone your boss to explain that you reakisr your dignity has left the building.

From the exhausted mummy and her eye bags 🙈

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