What's with my feet?

Good evening, I'm reporting live from my chair and a half in the living rooms since I can no longer sit comfortably on the couch. I can take one mean nap on her though. 

So my latest development with my feet is cramping. You know when you curl your toes and they cramp up so hard you think your foot's going to be stuck like that forever while you writhe in pain. Nasty sons a bitches those cramps are. Well no we're to the point where I don't even have to curl my toes up to get them any more! Earlier to day I pushed my toes into my fantastic chair, mike calls it Stay Puff because it's so big and he hates moving it, and I got a god awful cramp.

The worst part about them is they are kind of like hitting your funny bone, it hurts but it also makes you laugh. Mike almost doesn't take me seriously when I get them because I'm giggling like a crazed maniac when I get them.

In other news, Ethan has found my ribs. People had be dreading this day and yes it is as uncomfortable as people describe it to be.

Holy crap! I probably should mention that Easter was amazing, Mike and I got engaged!! Yep he popped the question on Easter with a plastic egg. The story that goes along with it is hilarious (or so I think.)

We both have know practically since day one that we were going to be together forever. Our hearts just knew I guess. So there was no doubt in my mind that a proposal was due some time soon, I mean I'm carrying the man's child and lets face it why wouldn't he want to marry me? heh heh.. kidding.. sorta.. 

So Easter morning we're up, getting ready, and I'm complaining about how much I don't want to go to work on Easter... it was friggin B-E-A-UTIFUL outside and I was so mad I was going to be stuck in a crappy office doing nothing. 

So I say to him... "you know what would be SUCH a cute proposal idea?".... ..... ... Nothing, no response, he just kept rinsing dishes in the sink.

The man's been blown up a few times while he was in the marine corps so I figured he just didn't hear me. So I said "did you hear me? or are you just choosing to ignore that statement" And he says "I heard you and I'm choosing to ignore" muahhaha

So I think nothing of it, I go to work and complain all day, and I leave early to go home. Wouldn't you know it, he had a little Easter egg hunt planned and the last egg had a beautiful ring in it. Ahh it was adorable and perfect and I loved it. Any way

Sleeping feet

Welp, here she is, the third trimester. Ahhhh finally. For me, my body apparently got pregnancy all wrong. First trimester was a breeze; no morning sickness at all. I know, you hate me. I was tired but I could function for the most part through each day. The second trimester was nothing like people told me, I was more tired then than in the first. The energy and second wind never came, there was zerodrive to do anything.

The third trimester so far is bringing a lovely mixture of symptoms and feelings.

It started with the pelvic and hip pain. This is something I wish people would have mentioned to me. They all say that pregnancy can be "uncomfortable"... Uhh yeah... That's not what I'm feeling. I'm talking straight up, I can't get off the floor, PAIN. I was getting made fun of at work for me new found waddle, little did they know I was limping. Every step I took was agony in my hips. This was all due to stupid ligaments and the pelvis separating to get ready to shove a baby through. I sat on the floor one night to do my chalkboard and I Could. Not. Get. Up. I was stuck. Mike had to pull me up. Sitting up in bed was a nightmare, climbing out of bed was worse. I sleep with four pillows stuffed under various locations of my body now to help with the pain. Thankfully it has helped some but I still "waddle" a bit. Told the nurse about this at my 28 week checkup yesterday and all she had for me was "you're right on schedule then." Ugh.

Next, the heartburn. This I was well prepared for and educated on. "Heartburn during pregnancy means lots of hair on baby." I knew what I was in for, I've had heartburn before, nothing some Tums couldn't help with. WRONG! Even my trusty Tums have been ineffective against this heartburn. Bending over to pick something up off the floor has turned into a tricky little game in my body now, is the acid in my stomach going to fly up to my throat or stay put? So far off my diet list because of heartburn are hash browns, orange soda, tilapia, and possibly bacon. Get ready ladies, if you think you know heartburn, guess again, pregnancy gives you a whole new kind of heartburn.

The upside is that baby Ethan is as active as ever. I'm convinced he's trying to escape early. This boy has some kicks on him, oh man. I could watch my belly wiggle, stretch and jump all day long, I'm surprised he sleeps at all. He's had a couple kicks that have stopped me dead in my tracks so far.
Oh! And I finally experienced him pressing on the artery in my back and dropping my blood pressure on me. I was sitting at work minding my business when all of the sudden an intense "I'm about to faint" feeling washed over me. I immediately put myself on the floor with the pillow I use for lumbar support just in case. Moving around seems to help get the blood moving again and made the faint feeling pass. It was definitely scary, but apparently quite normal. I now know why they tell you not to stay on you're back for long periods of time.

Don't get me wrong, I definitely know that I have it a lot easier than many women out there who are pregnant. And I am so so so grateful to be even able to experience these changes. I think the third trimester has some nasties in store for me though.

I swear, if I could figure out how to get these pictures to line up nicely, it'd be a miracle. You get the point.