37 week curse.

I was a little over 37 weeks with Ryan when I had my three days of unbearable back pain. I couldn't get out of bed the pain was so awful and I remember thinking I wouldn't be able to survive until my due date if that was what pregnancy was like. Luckily something happened after three days and the pain was gone. I was rejuvenated. Suddenly, I could do it. It's amazing how good you can feel once you realize how horrible you could be feeling.

Well it looks like I needed another reminder with this pregnancy as well. On Tuesday night I was sicker than I have ever been. I spent all night throwing up with aches and pains and Braxton Hicks contractions (breaking my 13 year 'no barfing' streak). I could not get comfortable, I couldn't sleep and I couldn't keep anything down. Not even water. It was awful. As soon as Zach woke up on Wednesday I sent him to the store for some Gatorade, Saltines and Ginger Ale. Being the awesome guy he is, he happily obliged (on his birthday no less!). I took little sips of Gatorade all morning and even got up the courage for a couple of crackers. I was definitely thinking some of the same thoughts I had with my back ache though. I was sure I couldn't survive until September 15th. I didn't throw up for the rest of the day, but I stayed achy and nauseous. I'm sure it made for the lamest birthday Zach has ever had. For dinner he ordered and ate pizza... alone.

Last night I was still feeling a little achy and my stomach still felt unsettled, but this morning I woke up and I feel GREAT! I went on my walk this morning and it feels great to feel great! It really put things in perspective for me. It could be a lot worse. Now being 9 months pregnant feels like a breeze! I might even mop the kitchen floor today! :)

Two more weeks of pregnancy?

Bring it on! :)