With only seven weeks and one day to go until my scheduled c-section, I’m feeling a bit deflated today. Hmpf. For the past nine weeks or so, I’ve tried my best to stay positive, but, I am human and can’t be cheerful and happy all the time, right? Most of my current mood is probably hormonally influenced (I just love blaming pregnancy hormones for all of my woes). Also, I’ve been feeling less than 100% when it comes to my physical capabilities. Maybe it’s just my body’s way of telling me to finally take it easy after almost seven months of carrying a high-risk pregnancy. Who knows? Either way, I know that I’m feeling more tired than usual. I actually took a two and a half hour nap the other day. This is unheard of for me. But, I have to admit, it felt pretty great just sacking out on the couch snuggled up under my warm sherpa blanket while Clara caught a few Zs of her own. Now that I am done teaching for the semester and the cold weather has finally made its unwelcome appearance, I think I need to pencil some good quality naps into my daily routine. Once the baby gets here, I know that I’m never sleeping again. :0)
Also, I am just so uncomfortable in my own skin. And, I’m a little frustrated with the fact that I can no longer keep up the pace during my attempted five-mile runs any longer. They have turned into more of run/walk sessions. It stinks that even though I’m still very physically active (thanks to Lindsay Brin, my weekly yoga class and my almost daily runs/walks on the treadmill), I am still out of breath after walking up a flight of stairs. I guess there’s just not enough room for a 2 pound, 10 ounce baby and my internal organs. Sigh. And, to make matters worse, the skin on my hands and upper chest keeps getting drier and itchier. I’m sure that my obsessive hand washing has absolutely nothing to do with the dry, cracked skin that is now fighting for real estate with the multiplying bumps/blisters on all of my fingers — a side effect of the IVIG. I feel like the poor chap who found himself becoming a Prawn in District 9.
Okay, enough with the pity party. I’ve spent enough time griping about my pregnancy woes, which actually are very few and far between compared to those of other expectant mothers. All-in-all, physically, these last couple of weeks could have definitely been worse. Depending on her position, sometimes it feels as if baby girl is going to fall right out of me (sorry if this is TMI), but other times, she likes to sit up nice and high. I am sleeping like a rock at night and am lucky that I’m still able to work out, chase after Clara and give in to my urges to nest, which have definitely kicked into high gear lately. I actually spent a few minutes organizing the tea drawer in my pantry on Tuesday. It felt great. I can’t wait to tackle the basement!
Now onto the silver lining, as there always is one (at least in my little world). By now, many of you have probably seen the interview that I had with Barbara Morse-Silva from Channel 10 on Tuesday morning. The spot aired on Tuesday night at 5:30 and on Wednesday morning at 5 and 6. To see the interview in its entirety, please click here: NAIT Interview. I must admit, although I don’t look too nervous on camera (at least in my humble opinion), I was a bit anxious that previous night and during the hours leading up to the interview. I had absolutely no idea what to expect. However, Ms. Morse-Silva made me feel very comfortable with her knowledgable and poignant questions. I simply had to tell my story and she and her easy-going and friendly camera man, Albert, did the rest.
Since conducting the interview, Taylor has teased me mercilessly for using our family and this condition to gain temporary fame. He has used the term “movie stah,” inflected with the perfect Rhode Island accent, on more than one occasion. Truth be told, when I decided to pursue this opportunity, I never once thought of it as a chance for me to get my 15, well more like five, minutes in the spotlight. I think if this were my motivation, I would have been much more nervous prior to the interview. To me, this was the perfect time (seeing as I’m currently pregnant with a NAIT baby) to take an unfortunate circumstance and reframe it in a more positive light. Just as this blog is a chance for me to spread the word about NAIT and to potentially help other NAIT parents, the tv appearance gave me a much wider reach — the number of people who have viewed the video far and wide is just so overwhelming, surprising and touching. Hopefully, someone will take the message I intended to send and use it to help others or to possibly identify other potential NAIT cases.
Who knows what will come from the interview, these blog entries or any other channel I decide to use in order to share my often simple-minded thoughts with the rest of Rhode Island, cyberspace and the world? All I know is that since embarking on this voyage to add to our family, I have felt the urge to share it with those who dare to listen and learn. Thank you for being a part of this journey — I’m looking forward to sharing with you the remaining seven weeks of this pregnancy and the months and years of frazzled thoughts yet to come…
As promised, I will leave you with my 29-week belly shot. Enjoy!