24 Weeks

We are less than four months away from meeting our newest member of the family and yet it seems like it is two months away. These next couple months will go incredibly fast with basketball season upon us, so I know I need to start getting my butt in gear.

Weight gain with Emma: 8 lbs    Baby #2: 12 lbs

I started physical therapy this week and hoping to see some relief from the constant pain I am in. So far so good and not as extreme as it has been. At my last OB appointment I broke down in tears because of the pain I have in my pelvis, hips and low back/spine as it is so intense it often makes me fall to my knees in pain. There are times I go to walk and I literally can't move a leg. I was taking Tylenol daily and constantly laying with a heating pad at night. I couldn't describe the pain I was in other than feeling like someone was constantly crushing me with a baseball bat. My OB is great and so sympathetic. She ordered physical therapy and I will likely continue with that for the remainder of my pregnancy. She did say that I needed to take this serious and be resting, putting my feet up and taking it easy as much as possible. If not, the stress on my body could lead to bed rest or she could tell me I couldn't be holding Emma. At the time I kind of laughed and was like "Easier said than done". I mean is that possible to do with a toddler and a husband gone at least four days/nights a week? This last weekend I learned I had to for real take it serious after a couple days of bleeding and excruciating pain. I am doing what I can and trying to rest and not do as much. I've had to put my stubbornness aside and realize the health of me and more importantly, this little girl, is far more important than my pride. I see so many other friends and relatives be able to do it all with multiple kids and here I am having to rely on help with Emma because of the pain. As a mom, you feel like you need to be "super mom" and be able to do it all. But quite frankly, right now, I can't. It's hard. But as always, I will forever be grateful for my rock star of a mom that has stepped up and helped when Matt is away (on top of already having Emma four days a week). Seriously, there are no words. Matt's been great too when home and helping out with a lot.

I hope that by the next post, I will have made progress in my physical therapy and feeling much better. At that time, I'll be starting my third trimester!