I try really hard not to complain about the physical ailments of pregnancy because I know I should feel lucky and blessed to be having a baby at all. But sometimes even that blessing comes with its down-sides, and I’d be lying if I said it was peachy-keen all the time.

While I’ve overall felt good throughout this pregnancy, as someone who doesn’t have chronic pain regularly, I’m beginning to see what so many people face on a daily basis … with the exception being that mine is temporary. And it’s no fun.

At 31 weeks now, I’ve crossed into the “discomfort zone” in my pregnancy where my back aches, I literally need to roll myself out of bed, getting in/out of cars is becoming increasingly uncomfortable, sitting for long periods of time (i.e., at work!) is atrocious, and I have heartburn.

All of this — coupled with 23 pounds of extra weight (which seems to be mostly/all in my belly/boobs at the moment but could still shift) — reminds me that my body is NOT my own at the moment.

I’ve been trying to just listen to my body — one morning last week, this meant skipping my workout in favor of sleep. Yesterday it meant choosing the French dip at lunch because, darn it, I was craving it (needing iron?). And some days it means going to bed at 9:30 PM simply because I can.

I don’t remember being this uncomfortable with Maya and I’m not sure if it’s because he is going to be a bigger baby or maybe I just had rose-colored glasses on and ignored it all last time because I was so consumed with pre-partum stress/anxiety? Who knows.

Either way, I’m putting it out there … I’m fully in the discomfort zone and I know it’s not going to get any more comfortable til Baby Boy comes … so I need to just suck it up now and move on.

….. Sucking it up …

OK, thanks for indulging me while I had my moment. Back to your regularly scheduled random musings 😉