Yesterday morning I experienced my first leg cramp of this pregnancy. And man, did that sucker hurt. At 8 am I was yelling at the poor Hoos "Help me! Help me!" Poor guy was paralyzed in fear that if he touched me I would kill him and if he didn't help me I would die. I can never remember in the moment of excruciating pain whether to point my toe straight or point it up to the ceiling. AAAGHHH!! No matter, the Hoos eventually massaged it out, although there is still some residual pain. How and why does that happen? Not the cramping, but the not going away part?
As a result, I spent the rest of the weekend waddling around. In addition to the limp, my back hurts from 1. over-compensating on one side thanks to the leg pain and 2. carrying around LP. I can't resist when she says "uppy" and it is easier to pick her up in a store than chase her at this point. For real, mama just can't keep up.
Regardless of all of the physical fun, I have managed to get a few things accomplished. I went through our storage bin of newborn clothes and picked out all non-gender specific items. Bun now has his or her first round of clothes all clean and ready.
I can't even believe how small the clothes are. Someone told me that when you bring your newborn home for the first time and look at your toddler, you swear they must have grown a foot while you were in the hospital. LP is not exactly a giant, but I really can't imagine that some of the onesies and one-piece outfits ever fit her. Or that in about 8 weeks I am going to have a new child that will fit into them - with some wiggle room.