Hey guys! It’s getting real around here! I stopped running because my doctor is concerned about the growth of my uterus and so I only got to 29 miles last week before I had to throw in the towel. If you’d like to read more about what I’ve been doing instead, the link to my Mileage Monday can be found here.
I have to say though that about two days before my OBGYN told me to stop running, I had been feeling a pinched nerve shoot down my right leg starting in my groin and when I started feeling that, I had already been thinking that maybe this was the beginning of the end. My left leg has been numb for a long time, but zero pain. This was definitely different and very uncomfortable!
My body is also doing its thang as far as getting ready for labour and delivery. I’m one of those people who labour for weeks and then go into the hospital at 4cm dilated. If you don’t know what that means, I’ll explain. Gretchy, this is for you. In fact, I’ll call them Gretch notes instead of Coles notes.
Before I had kids, when I heard people talk about getting dilated, I totally assumed it was the vag that was actually getting big AF. It’s not. What’s actually being dilated is the cervix. The cervix is the thing that looks a bit like a donut hole and it’s at the end of the vagina hallway. It’s like a stop sign that says, “Hold up, homeboy.” Contractions are the muscular uterus flexing against the cervix, prying it open bit by bit until it’s open enough for the delivery of a baby. The rule is that a 10cm diameter is the magic measurement for the cervix to be at before the baby can pass through.
The contractions that cause the cervix to open from 0-4cm dilated is called early labour. Some women sprint through those 4cm like Bolt and some women work through it over the course of weeks. That’s me. What does that feel like? Lots of Braxton Hicks (my uterus is flexing but without the regularity of real labour), lightening crotch (it feels like bolts of lightening shooting up my vagina), and just general laboury symptoms (the feeling you get when you are about to have your period). I know by now that these things can go on for weeks, so I just need to hang tight <— I’m a comedian and take it day by day. I haven’t had a preterm baby and so the chances are low that I will the fifth time!
I gained half of a pound since last week which brings me to 139.5lb, a 16.5-19.5 total weight gain. My OBGYN is happy with my weight gain, which is nice. She’s just worried about my measurements, but I know that this baby is huge, and that I just don’t have the body that shows it.
Here’s an example. My friend Lora is 5’2, and I’m nearly 5’7, okay? So we stand side by side and our hip bones match up EXACTLY. A long torso much, Suzy? Yeah. My torso is nearly five inches longer than hers. No wonder I look weird when I run. I’m like a T-Rex. Because I don’t have a long torso, I don’t easily store fat on my belly–it ends up elsewhere. So if the doctor is measuring the outside of my abdomen, feeling my uterus at the top of my fundus or whatever it’s called, then the measurements are a lot closer to my actual uterus than probably most other women’s uteruses, so we’re going to lose some distance in there, folks. Am I right? Or am I crazy for analyzing this to death? Don’t answer.
The ultrasound is on Friday, and I promise you that the baby will not only be healthy but will probably be bigger than what’s expected for that gestation. I just know these things. And then hopefully I can get right back to running like a maniac, as long as my sciatic nerve behaves itself.
FOUR MORE WEEKS. I CAN DO THIS.
I can’t wait to kiss his sweet little face. I love him so much, you guys!
Do any of you have a long torso? Have you ever had to buy those one piece bathing suits for long torsos?
How tall are you?
If you were to gain weight, where does it go first?