Good morning! I managed to fall asleep quite easily last night around midnight, but woke up having to pee just before the nurse came in at 4 a.m. to change my IV bags. I had to smile during my 10-foot walk to the bathroom, IV wheeling close behind. You see, the babe’s getting bigger (see belly picture posted earlier) and the size of my uterus puts a great deal of pressure on my bladder, which is full 99.9 percent of the time from all that water I’ve been drinking. It’s a normal pregnancy feeling to have to pee so bad it literally hurts to even walk. You read that correctly, I said “NORMAL!” Not that I welcome things like heartburn (knock on wood, hasn’t started yet) but in my condition, anything normal is a wonderful thing.
T had a long work day yesterday so he didn’t get here until after 9 p.m., but he brought Russell! It was so good to cuddle with my dog for a bit. Russ laid in my bed and checked out the place while T and I ordered his groceries online (my wonderful relatives in West Virgina graciously surprised us with grocery credits to gophergrocery.com) and T programmed a universal remote for my TV. Soon, it was time for them to go. I cried a bit, but held back as best I could. I don’t want T to feel guilty about not staying here with me every night. I know this will get easier.
I will post again later, because I want to put the call out for visitors and provide all the details of where I’m at, etc. But now, it’s time to catch the 5 a.m. news. And make another trip to the bathroom.