third trimester restless legs

Let me say this first -

Pregnancy as a whole can go rot in hell.

I am beyond blessed to have such a healthy little baby girl kicking my ribs day and night, but this whole process really, really sucks.

First trimester was BAD. I lost a bunch of weight due to extreme morning sickness and my emotions were HAYWIRE. My sweet husband can attest to this.

Second trimester as a whole was a huge let down. Where was my glow? Where was my awesome boost of second trimester energy? Why was I still throwing up EVERYTHING!? Needless to say, I basically spent what should have been me small break from pregnant insanity purely recovering from the brutality of my first trimester.

Third trimester has been a complete joke.

I'm 33 weeks and some odd days pregnant now and as my sweet husband snoozes like a little pup in a glorious heap of blankets and pillows I'm sitting in the office at 3:31am writing a blog because my legs are two stems of burning, aching, fiery muscles that hate me.

Don't get me wrong. My husband spends all waking hours doting on me hand and foot. He NEEDS his cozy pup sleep and I'm glad he's getting it because I'm well aware of the amount of energy he puts into taking care of me on a regular basis. This doesn't change the fact that I would chop off my own toe for a good nights sleep, and it doesn't change the fact that my little green monster grows 10 sizes every time I try and fall asleep next to him, only to find myself flailing around, clenching and flexing my legs until I give up and leave the room again...

What's even more fun is that the list of "safe" over the counter sleep aids are almost ALL guaranteed to worsen the symptoms of restless legs, so there's no easy Benadryl knock out in my future.

I do LOVE blogging, I love getting to sit down and let out all my complaints in one fowl swoop. I have roughly 30 unpublished entires for this blog, mainly because I generally lose my steam around half way and with the best intentions of finishing later, log out and go about my life..

I've started making a daily gratitude list, so considering we are a few solid hours into the AM, I'll share todays list with you...

1. I'm grateful for my sweet baby girl, her health, and the time I got to spend today giving her little foot high fives as she attempted to kick my ribs in

2. My sweet husband, ever striving to serve me and love me. His patience and love constantly bless me, I could NEVER put up with myself with the kindness and servants heart that he constantly showers me with.

3. A roof over my head. It's not easy moving back in with your parents. At times it's painfully humbling but having this time to live worry free of things like rent and groceries is a HUGE blessing. Not to mention my parents and siblings are awesome and there's never a dull moment in this house.

4. Frozen gatorade. I literally have a stash of gatorades that I cycle through the freezer, I always have one frozen, one in the process of freezing, and one melting as I drink it. I'm not sure that this is a pregnancy craving, I think I'm just really enjoying the sugar binge.

5. My (very few) friends. I'm very antisocial, on par with most shut-ins, however I am blessed to have a few good friends who always, always bring me joy when I see them. Even if it's just an hour coffee date, the people in my life who sit with me and let me verbal vomit all my thoughts, and intern verbal vomit back at me - well, they save my butt on a regular basis.


It's 3:45am now, I'm hoping 4am is the magic hour for falling asleep so I'm gonna go give that a try...

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2nd Trimester Glory, Crazy Gender Reveling Blood Tests, and More!

15 weeks and 1 day in! The last few weeks have been eventful to say the least. Filled with magical moments and insane, unexpected, pregnancy side effects... #burping non-stop anyone?

Things that happened since week 13 - last update here at ohwowmommy

1. Gender Reveal!

I didn't expect to find out the gender to a few more weeks in and possibly a few frustrating, poorly poised, ultra-sound photos, but lo! They can tell your babies gender via blood test now! I was amazed, in fact, I was skeptical, but I did my research (Google) and found that this is a fantastic, non-invasive, very accurate way to get early gender reveal results. Awesome.

We're having a girl! Me and DTB cried in the office. If endless months of puking hadn't made it real enough, hearing that we would soon have a little baby girl was a slam dunk of reality. We've settled on the name Charlotte, after DTB's aunt, an amazing women who I absolutely adore.

2. Discovery of Team Green and More Research

I learned something very interesting around week 14, anxiously awaiting my blood results that would give insight to my little families future. Team Green - waiting till birth to find the gender - can actually be very hurtful to new parents!

Not to say that this is the case in all Team Green births, but, a vast majority of Team Green parents described a sense of mourning at the birth of their child, regardless of gender! This bitter sweetness stems from a life pictured with both a daughter and a son, so when the child is born the parents experience a sense of mourning for the daughter/son they didn't have. Fascinating!

3. I grew a bump!

Say 'Hello' to the world baby Charlotte!!!

4. Am I the only one who burps constantly in my second trimester?

Because I am! I can NOT stop burping! I've had to discontinue all consumption of carbonated beverages, I have to prop myself up when lounging around, and sometimes, SOMETIMES, it just happens, out of the blue. Bleh. I have to burp right now actually. I'm not a natural born burper either, in fact, I can't remember burping much at all outside of pregnancy. So over it.

5. Mood swings have developed in these early weeks of my second trimester

I don't cry. I just don't. I generally get pretty monotone when angry, and just roll over and pout during arguments. This is no longer the case. A few days ago, for no real reason at all, I just started hysterically crying! DTB asked what I was crying over and the only answer I could muster was 'I don't cry often so I'm obviously upset!'

Over all my second trimester has been a God send. I'm snapping back to normalcy, starting to go out at night (mostly to places I know I can get a table and eat at) and at the very least, can always laugh at my mental break downs a few hours later.

DTB is holding me together most days, he really is an essential piece to my sanity. He's gained this new found ultimate-patience which allows me to have my crazy moments and not completely destroy our entire relationship.

I never thought pregnancy was really this stereotypical. Not every women is the same but so far I've had it all, though I am crossing my fingers to skip the stretch marks, varicose veins, constipation, hemorrhoids, and above all the episiotomy. Dear God, please let me skip that last one....