I wrote this blog a few weeks back but only just got round to posting... seems quite apt that since then I am now the proud owner of a bilateral femoral hernia... but enough of that for this post. I think its so important to show the flip side to pregnancy and the reality of the end of the second trimester transitioning into the third and the effect this has on the body. As I type I can feel my baby girl squiggling around in my tummy and I know everything is worth it, but its not always an easy ride!
Sat in a cafe nursing a hot coffee in my cold little mitts on comes a Christmas "slowy" and the dulcet tones of sweet festivity have me feeling like a little bit of melted chocolate, I'm all goo no substance. See, that's the thing about this little girl kicking away inside of my tummy, she's made me go all marshmallow, and right now I could just cry till my eyes itch and my head hurts, and my lip aches from quivering. I feel like now that she's growing inside of me there's a little person who I'm just yearning to hold and to love and to nourish. I don't feel alone anymore when I'm on my own, because quite simply I'm not; it's me and my girl and it makes me feel complete. I feel like a mother, and I can't wait to be one.
Now let's drop the hormone drugged up love fest of soppy self indulgent rich dreaminess and get back down to the real facts though. (The tremendous power of hormones to warp ones rational perceptions are simply terrifying). She's not an easy passenger and there's some things you need to know. I'm now the proud owner of a "girdle". Now there's a sentence I never thought I'd say. No, not a 'sexy, take me to bed and ravish me' girdle, rather, a 'medical, hold my pelvis together and support my aching lower back before I throw the hissy fit from hell', type of girdle. Yes, I'm a strong advocate of exercising whilst pregnancy but, I'm finding my fitness also has some very nasty repercussions. Whilst I know it's both beneficial for me and baby my tight pre-pregnancy muscles don't like all this growing and stretching and they are screaming and shouting their protestations. Nobody warned me it would feel like I was being pulled apart by four horses in four different directions slowly, methodically and extremely painfully. But hey, if they had, I'd still be doing this for my baby girl... I'd've just purchased my girdle ten million yesterdays ago!
Now, when I exercise I feel like I'm being hugged in and held up and it's just heavenly. I feel as protected as this 'buglet' is growing inside my womb. Alongside specialist pregnancy fitness wear from fittamamma I feel both me and baby are made to feel safe and secure during my workouts and the aches and pains whilst still there are so much more eased. It's given me a reassurance in my body that was beginning to wane and, for that I'm eternally grateful. Little one less so, she feels somewhat shortchanged, she had enough support as it was thank you very much so spends most of the day giving sporadic aggrieved little kicks at the offending girdle, willing it to fall off. She's a determined little madam and I can't think for the life of me who she takes after 😜.
So gorgeous pregnant ladies, if you too are exercising but still feeling those awful abdominal and pelvis pains I urge you to invest in a girdle. Hold yourself up so you can hold your head high and get on with your day as pain free as possible.