I finally got Noah down for a nap today, and thought I deserved some relaxation time. A nice warm bath sounded appealing, but I had forgotten what baths can be to pregnant women. Hence the beached whale analogy. Now our bath tub isn't very big, so maybe I can blame it on that, but that's kind of like the excuse I have been using that all my maternity clothes from my first pregnancy seem to have shrunk in the wash. Last week I hit the 20 lb weight gain mark, and something about that 20 lbs might explain my clothes dilemma and also why I couldn't come close to being fully immersed in that bath tub. I didn't realize how big I was until I saw that enormous mound of a belly protruding from the water. And so with that much mass exposed to the cold air, it didn't matter how high the water temperate was--my warm bath was not warm. I might have put more hot water in, but I couldn't do it without remembering the pregnancy precautions I studied during my first pregnancy, one of which warned against hot baths. No good mother wants to cook her baby. So I gave up and moved on to other relaxing things like blog venting.
That will be the last relaxation bath I will attempt for the next 6 weeks.
I haven't included a picture for this post for obvious reasons.
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4 comments:
You only just now hit the 20-lb mark?! You should be feeling like a champ!
I miss you terribly. I need NEED to be around you. Really. Really. Really.
If you are a whale, you are a beautiful, perfectly sized, sweet tempered and intellegent one. Maybe you need to watch Free Willy and the Whale Rider again to remember how elegant whales are. Or sit in a big kiddie pool.
I love you, dear.
I would always tell Daniel that when I tried to get out of bed the last month of my pregnancy! I can't believe that it has only been 2 weeks since I felt that way, it seems like forever!! It will all be over sooner than you realize! Hang in there.
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