Friday, August 14, 2009

Getting my a** kicked

Butt-kicking seems to be a theme this week. Let me count the ways:

1. Work. I am in my crazy time of the year at work, and have been struggling mightily to get everything done, keep my cool, and travel across time zones without the help of Tylenol PM. I think that last part has been the hardest.

2. Yoga. I went again on Wednesday, and did some more struggling trying to keep up with the other ladies, who are all 30+ weeks pregnant. How embarrassing is that?!? I keep hoping it will get easier.

3. The chicklette. [TMI alert!] As of yesterday, she has taken to kicking me in the ass -- from the inside. Little jabs all night long in my tailbone, and um, other places in the rear. I wish I could describe the sensation, as it's honestly the weirdest thing I've ever felt. Plus, it makes me feel like I have to poop ALL THE TIME, which, given my issues in that area, is like the biggest tease EVER.

Despite the multilateral ass-kicking, I am enjoying every minute of the journey. I may feel differently tomorrow, when I have to attend a wedding with my in-laws at which I cannot employ my usual in-laws coping mechanism (i.e., alcohol).

Hopefully there will be some good cake.

6 comments:

Flower said...

mmmmmmmmm...Cake....sounds good. Oh you poor baby....hugs to you.

Michele said...

Awww... When she's older you can tell her that she was literally a pain in the ass when she was in the womb!

Laura Fiegel said...

Ohh how I remember that feeling from B's pregnancy - you're right, not really a feeling you can describe!

And I have to laugh about the ILs comment - I know your pain there too :)

Take care mama!

Brooke said...

Lol! So funny! Now I dont feel so crazy for feeling like Colton is dancing on my bladder most days! Hope the stress lets up soon.

SS said...

The yoga willg et easier, don't worry. A few weeks and you'll eb there. Traveling across time zones sounds rough! I had a wave of exhaustion this week (may be the ridiculously high temps) and I can't even imagine doing that sort of thing!

iamstacey said...

Ooo, family get-togethers without alcohol. Lara Croft's got nothin' on you. You are Bravest Chick ever!