Growing Pains for Mama
I've kind of gloated in past blogs about how good I've been feeling. Don't get me wrong, I still feel pretty good, considering that I'm carrying around 20 extra pounds and a bowling ball 24/7. But, I woke up yesterday with a a really horrible pain in my butt. Seriously. I think they call it sciatica and it was one of those things that I really never thought I'd have to worry about. It starts at in my lower back and then shoots down to the back of my upper thigh like a serious charlie horse. Not quite as bad as the calf cramps we've all experienced, but bad enough to make me limp. So today, I brought the heating pad to the office. We'll see if it helps.
The other pain worth mentioning? Our little Toby is now 6 months old and that means its time for him to be neutered. I took him to the vet this morning and he will be there all weekend, until Monday. I cried when the tech took off his collar and handed it to me. I cried when she told me that he couldn't have his little towel because it has threads falling out of it. I cried when she took him out of the room. I cried even harder when after I said "I'm sorry, I'm pregnant and a little hormonal" and she responded, with great surprise, "Oh! You are?" Guess she missed the limping and the bowling ball.
I called Blake from the car, still sobbing. If I can barely leave my puppy for a weekend how in the heck am I ever going to leave our baby somewhere? He assured me that though it would be hard, it would all be okay. I believe him on both counts. But I still have tears in my eyes as I think about it.
Sad puppy dog eyes,
Kate
The other pain worth mentioning? Our little Toby is now 6 months old and that means its time for him to be neutered. I took him to the vet this morning and he will be there all weekend, until Monday. I cried when the tech took off his collar and handed it to me. I cried when she told me that he couldn't have his little towel because it has threads falling out of it. I cried when she took him out of the room. I cried even harder when after I said "I'm sorry, I'm pregnant and a little hormonal" and she responded, with great surprise, "Oh! You are?" Guess she missed the limping and the bowling ball.
I called Blake from the car, still sobbing. If I can barely leave my puppy for a weekend how in the heck am I ever going to leave our baby somewhere? He assured me that though it would be hard, it would all be okay. I believe him on both counts. But I still have tears in my eyes as I think about it.
Sad puppy dog eyes,
Kate
Kate! I love your blog, so funny!!! Yay baby!!!
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