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Jun. 11th, 2006 10:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ocelotI don't remember braxton-hicks contractions (the uterus exercising, basically) being this annoying last time. They're not painful - it's kind of like the feeling of a blood pressure cuff being tightened around your waist.
As soon as that analogy popped into my head, I realized I came up with it last time, so perhaps they actually were this annoying.
I wore a tank top for the first time in who knows how long yesterday (actually, I do know exactly how long - I wore one to WEF in 2003). They just aren't really my thing, but I have recently acquired a pair of plaid shorts that fit but don't go particularly well with most anything else I own. I now have sunburned shoulders. I thought I was doing ok after the pool party last weekend, but forgot that I used this nice little invention called sunscreen then. I also wasn't out in the middle of the day, which may have been the problem, even though I tried to stay in the shade as much as possible.
We had lunch with people from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
koyote's hapkido class. One mentioned that at the pool party, she realized that I really was pregnant. Yes, indeed I am. I'm not the type to just go make these things up. I always do worry that people think I'm just faking it, since I don't show early. At this point, it still depends on what I'm wearing. Bathing suit or non-tent-like t-shirt, yes. Button down shirt, no. It's both cool and irritating.
As soon as that analogy popped into my head, I realized I came up with it last time, so perhaps they actually were this annoying.
I wore a tank top for the first time in who knows how long yesterday (actually, I do know exactly how long - I wore one to WEF in 2003). They just aren't really my thing, but I have recently acquired a pair of plaid shorts that fit but don't go particularly well with most anything else I own. I now have sunburned shoulders. I thought I was doing ok after the pool party last weekend, but forgot that I used this nice little invention called sunscreen then. I also wasn't out in the middle of the day, which may have been the problem, even though I tried to stay in the shade as much as possible.
We had lunch with people from
koyote's hapkido class. One mentioned that at the pool party, she realized that I really was pregnant. Yes, indeed I am. I'm not the type to just go make these things up. I always do worry that people think I'm just faking it, since I don't show early. At this point, it still depends on what I'm wearing. Bathing suit or non-tent-like t-shirt, yes. Button down shirt, no. It's both cool and irritating.
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Date: 2006-06-12 03:01 pm (UTC)12 glasses of water a day and many small meals keep many of those chemical triggers at bay, resulting in less B-H ctxs. In the meantime, make friends with them. Love them as the strengthening exercises they are. Visualize the love-hugs Bubala's getting with each ctx.
And when they get too stron for comfort, an occasional glass of wine is lovely, safe, and incredibly effective. :-)