38 weeks and 5 days and having the worst time of my life… As much as I would like to keep myself busy with home and other personal projects to somehow speed up time, I just feel lazy and unmotivated. I just don’t want to be pregnant anymore.
During my weekly check up on Monday, I was still 2cm dilated (same as last week) so my OB-Gyne advised me to do more walking and squats. So on Tuesday, hubby and I were off to UP Diliman before 6am. The last time I wore my running shoes was 4 or 5 months ago, I think, when I could still run on my treadmill. Wearing my old Asics never felt better. I missed the cushion and the foot support that I don’t get with slip on sandals and flip flops (the only thing I can wear since I hit the third trimester.) With that heavenly feel on my feet, I really thought I could circle the oval twice.
The first kilometer was great until my pubic bone started hurting again on the next kilometer. By the time I was back to where I started, my hips felt like it was being torn apart and I know it would become worse when I get home. My bladder felt like it was about to burst anytime and since Tuesday was a holiday, the building bathrooms were closed, I had to wait until we get home to relive myself. As expected, I was in agony the whole day and night. Even warm compress and hubby’s massage couldn’t make the pain in my back and groin bearable. I dreaded going to the bathroom because walking is such a hell. I’d give anything for a pain reliever…
I miss being mobile without feeling any pain. I miss being quick and productive. I miss walking around the mall aimlessly without feeling like my back was about to break. I miss sleeping on my back and most of all, I miss working out without risking anyone’s life.
Kenya, hurry up! Please come out now.,,