In an effort to make this blog a little more interesting, I'll stop using it merely as a day to day (or at the rate I post, month month) updating of our lives and start injecting little antidotes that I usually forget 5 minutes after they happen. So.
My back hurt, so I decided to stretch it out. As I was, I had a great idea! When my back hurt pre-pregnancy, nothing felt so good as laying on the floor and pressing the small of my back into the ground, rocking like you were a baby in a cradle. Its a dance stretch I learned somewhere. Anyways, I got myself down onto the floor, and immediately felt some relief with my back flattened. My pelvis however complained loudly (the muscles and bones haven't been getting along very well lately). I dragged my chair over and propped my feet up, which provided some support. It felt really great! Until someone walked by and stared at me, which caused me to laugh. Somehow in all of this i forgot to (sorry tmi) swallow and spent the next 30 seconds choking on my spit while coughing, laying flat on the floor with my stomach, baby, and uterus pressing down on my lungs.
Of course all this was AFTER I forgot I was 8 months pregnant and got my giant stomach stuck underneath my desk and proceeded to scrape skin off when I sat up quickly.
No, I was sitting at my desk. Yes, I leaned forward, scooted close to the desk like I like to be, and sat up, only to be mindful of the extra 8 inches of protruding Kaje and baby H. that suddenly seared like it was on fire. I can only hope Baby didn't feel any pain. The pointed jabs coming from inside tell me I'm wrong.
Oops. Sorry baby.
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