I kept feeling a little funny off and on throughout the day yesterday, but thankfully it went away by the evening.
At church, I told Farrah about how I was feeling, and apart from being a nurse, she also experienced the exact same thing with her daughter, talked to the midwives about it, and found out that it has a name, and that what I'm likely experiencing is postural hypotension, which is to say that a posture change can momentarily give me hypotension.
I don't know if I'll get this right at all, but apparently hypotension has something to do with my blood pressure dropping suddenly, and my heart needing to make up for it. It makes sense, really, why I felt like my heart was racing when it wasn't even beating fast (when I would check my pulse.) It was beating like normal, but even normal meant extra work. Farrah asked if the feelings were akin to having a panic-attack, and while I've never had one, I realized that it was exactly how I'd pictured a panic-attack to be, with the tension in my chest and everything.
Soooo yeah. It hasn't bothered me since yesterday, but if it bothers me again by tomorrow, then I'll mention it at the midwives when I go to pick up my iron pills and my bloodwork req.
Tonight we have my friend Sandra and her husband Adam coming over for dinner. Sandra and I have known eachother for almost our whole lives, dating back to when my family moved in next door to Sandra's when we were 4. She and Adam live in Florida now, but they're up for a visit, and we can't wait to have them over! It's too bad the weather is so humid and muggy though, as we were planning on having a bonfire, and that seems like a terrible idea now that it's 32 degrees celsius, without the humidity, which puts is at 38. Oh well.
Also exciting to me is some newly made plans to go to Dave and Farrah's Wednesday night for dinner and a swim with them, Ron and Julia, and maybe even Elizabeth and Neal (if they can come. So, Elizabeth, if you still read this, COME!) I love it though, because it's a bunch of my favourite people, all in one place!
Anyway, that's about it for now, both on the pregnancy and life-ish front. Oh wait, no it's not! Matthew, Elijah and I are going up north this weekend! It's the longest trip we'll have ever taken together (3 whole nights away! **GASP**) and I'm more than a little anxious about the drive, as it's 6.5 hours with Elijah in the car, and the longest he's ever done is 4. And that was a struggle. But, I'm still looking forward to it, as it means we'll finally, after 7 years of being together, be going up north to see my family and all the places I know and loved growing up. You can bet we'll be getting ice-cream from the place I used to work at, and fish and chips, and there'll probably be some good garage-sale-ing going on.
And here's something else pregnancy-related that is worth noting. I have been having a lot of random crampy pains lately. I usually chalk it up to uterine growing pains, but the other day they seemed to come and go and come and go, so I started trying to time them, but then they went away for good. It was worrisome, and I don't know quite what to make of it. I'm feeling better with each passing day, and I can't wait to hit my next milestone of 28 weeks. Next big one after that is 32, although the 30's will be exciting, and I also have an appointment then. It's funny though, because I feel sooo very pregnant lately, like, how big and pregnant I felt when I was 36+ weeks with Elijah, and I'm nowhere near that. I hope everything is okay in there with Baby Girl. I'm getting so excited to meet her, but I'm trying to not think about that too much, and just enjoy the moment. Being pregnant is a wonderful gift and I truly love it, aches, pains and all. Having this one-on-one time with Elijah is wonderful too, and my love for him is growing so much. He is the silliest, handsomest little boy I've ever seen, and I'm glad that I'm having a girl, because for the time being I don't need to alter that statement. ;) It's seriously hard imagining this baby being cuter than Elijah though. He's just...Elijah. And I love him.
The end. (hahaha, lame ending to that rambler of a paragraph.)
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