My contribution: chocolate-covered strawberries (gone within 10 minutes of their unveiling).
Baby E's contribution: avant garde art piece. Very messy. One shirt sacrificed to the art gods.
Dh's contributions: roses and cheesecake (much appreciated).
Monday I guess I walked too much (went to three stores). By late afternoon, any walking was quite painful; my hip gave out with every step. As soon as I got E into bed, I stopped walking. Dh gave me a blessing when he got home from work, and a few hours later carried me into bed. It was rather worrisome. The next day I could walk pain-free in the morning; by the afternoon I was in a lot of pain again. Over the past couple days, I have discovered through trial and error that I just need to limit the amount of walking I do. Otherwise, my left hip starts to give out in a very painful manner.
And yet, after about two months of kvetching almost constantly, suddenly I am feeling very serene about being pregnant. Maybe because the end is in sight. Maybe because of the blessing Dh gave me. Yesterday and today I have been able to just enjoy Baby's kicks and rolls, I have let go of the anxiety about my house being messy,* somehow right now I am able to just be. I hope this feeling stays because it is marvelous.
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The limited walking leads to an excess of energy on my part. I have to expend it somehow: check out my craftiness. I have been crocheting as I watch season one of Gilmore Girls. Somehow I never saw this show. I just finished the first disk and am enjoying it.
*Dh found Baby E's missing shoe. It was under a pile of his clothes in the bedroom. I made no comment. Impressive restraint, no?