Three (3!) Things Thursday – super depressing edition

1. Last night’s swim wasn’t very good. I’m trying to not be too hard on myself. I got dressed (first time since Monday morning!), left the house (again, first time since Monday!), and got in the water. Also, I looked cute in my maternity suit. BUT – after 250 yds, I started to cramp up in my lower abdomen. Ordinarily, I’d just push through it via my patented process of “ignore the pain until it either goes away or completely sidelines you for an entire season.” However, I am trying to be a good girl and NOT push through pain right now (apparently not as recommended in the 3rd trimester of pregnancy, or honestly, in life). So, I stopped for a breather. Eventually I decided that maybe it was dissipating enough that I could give it another go. yeah, not so much. I ended up walking in the last bit of that lap as soon as my feet touched the ground.  I wouldn’t have been so alarmist, except that’s where all the false labor contractions started earlier this week, and I really would like to not do that again for at least 10 more weeks. SO – all that being said, I totally forgot to have the Ambitious One take a picture of me in my cute maternity suit. SORRY!  Pretend, instead, that this is me:

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2. My dad is finally awake again after his surgery on Tuesday. I don’t think he’s very alert yet, but he was extubated this morning & is breathing on his own. I am going to try not to talk about this too much on my blog because (a) my family reads this blog, and I’d like to try to keep this as a place we don’t have to deal with this too much; (b) I write this blog and am trying super hard to be upbeat, positive, and wicked relaxed/Zen, because I hate crying while writing blog posts;  and (c) I am not here trying to garner sympathy or whatever. Shit happens. Currently shit is happening to my family. And that shit has happened in the form of brain tumors. There is good news – the largest tumors were successfully removed via the surgery. And now, there is waiting. Waiting for the biopsy results so a treatment plan can be made. Waiting for my dad to fully wake up from the surgery. Waiting to find out prognosis. Waiting to have this baby – in NOT LESS THAN 10 WEEKS, Alvie, so stop punching me in the cervix…that avenue is closed – so that I can take him to meet his grandfather.

(I was secretly pregnant in this picture. Please admire how I am managing to NOT look like I’m five seconds away from barfing on everyone! I am a champion!)

3. Um – so something happy? Alvie Bean is super active this week, and when he’s not punching me in the cervix, it’s actually kind of fun. The architect has got to feel a lot of kicks in the last couple of days, which is awesome, because previously the fetus would freeze up every time someone even thought about touching my belly. (He has a bit of performance anxiety.) (Funny side story – I got home from the pool last night as said to the architect, “Guess who kept punching me in the cervix while I was trying to swim?” His response, “The Ambitious One?” ha ha ha ha – fortunately, not.  I think I couldn’t be friends with her anymore if that were the case!  🙂 )

 

This is a dramatic reenactment, as that is not my belly, and as far as I know, those hands do not belong to the architect. (Used under Creative Common License: Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0) )

 

So – there you are. I hope I didn’t bum anyone out too much. I am going to try to be my regular glass half-full, sunny side up, cheery person, blue skies, puppies, rainbows & unicorns self soon!

Happy (?) Thursday!

9 responses to “Three (3!) Things Thursday – super depressing edition

  1. Oh – hugs to you and your family. xoxo

  2. thinking of you…that’s some pretty big shit to be dealing with…lots of hugs and love and prayers and positive juju being sent to your dad…

    you are in your 3rd trimester. pool time is for floating, not swimming (it was the only time I ever felt light). 🙂

  3. I think there’s something beautiful in being vulnerable, and that includes sharing challenges or sad things too. I’m a big fan of Brene Brown for helping teach me a little about that.

    I’m sorry about the challenges you’re having and sending good thoughts for your family right now.

  4. That’s relatively good news regarding your father. Glad to hear it! Sounds like there’s a whole lot of waiting going on in your life right now.

  5. Yep, time to enjoy laying around on your ass and doing nothing for a few weeks. Enjoy it while you can. I really hope your dad is ok, and they can come up with a good treatment plan.

  6. Hugs and happy thoughts to you and your dad and your mom and all the rest of your family!

    I have something happy to send for Alvie Bean. Send me your mailing address in an email?

  7. I’m so sorry, Amy. Unfortunately, my family knows all too well about brain tumors. I am praying for y’all.

    Also, that’s definitely you in the first picture.

  8. I would never punch you in the cervix and I’m so glad to hear that the surgery was successful! I’m here for you anytime and I promise no punching :).

  9. Pretty much all I did that last trimester was swim, it didn’t always feel amazing, but I think it really did help me stay in somewhat decent shape. Plus, I really did enjoy waddling around the pool in my maternity suit while everyone stared at me. Soak it up! After the baby, you’ll be a nobody again. Ha, JK. But seriously.