I will probably remember November 8, 2012 for the rest of my life.
No, it's not because I wanted to block all my facebook friends and all their annoying political posts
(Although, that would be a good reason to remember it)
On Wednesday, me and Fetus had a Moment.
I was on my way home from work and I just got off the phone with the doctors
answering machine.
I've been having really really really bad back pain.
Right under my left ribs.
I asked my doctor about this at my last visit and she said it was one of two things:
Muscle, easily treated and to start by putting a heating pad on it. If that helps, then we know it's the muscle and I'll need to go to the chiropractor, and/or get massages (yay!)
Or, it's my kidney, not as good because her solution to a kidney problem was to "watch it very closely". Not comforting.
So I started with the heating pad, pretty much 24/7. Sitting at my desk at work, laying in bed at night, watching tv, all the time.
After 4 days of this, nothing felt better and the pain would eventually spread to the front of my ribs by about 3:30, just in time for me to get in my car and try to drive home.
So I called and made an appointment for a kidney ultrasound to figure out what is going on.
That was last Friday.
So on Wednesday, my impatient achey self called the doctor to get the ultrasound results, leading me to this point in my life.
I was stopped in construction at a traffic light in a bit of a daze thinking about how bad my back hurt and how I needed to be laying down and not sitting in the car.
Right then, on my right side I felt a kick, a pretty dang good kick.
Then about 5 seconds later I felt it again.
and then it stopped,
so I pushed and he kicked again.
So I pushed again, and as I pushed that time, he kicked my thumb, hard.
I just sat and smiled, I wasn't thinking about my pain anymore.
I was thinking about this little baby, and he was thinking about me.
And for good measure, he kicked me again.
In that moment, I realized this back pain is worth it.
It doesn't matter if it's my kidney, or if it's muscle.
Whatever it is, it's going to get this little babe here.
Later that night Jim and I were sitting waiting for a movie.
Fetus was moving all over the place, and I could feel him everywhere.
So I grabbed Jims hand so he could feel, but of course he stopped preforming all of this tricks.
Jim has yet to feel the baby move because he does this every. single. time.
Later in the movie he was kicking in the same spot a few times so I grabbed Jims hand again and pushed and waited, and just like that POW!
He decided to say hi to his daddy.
November 8, you were a good day.
(After I finally heard back from the doctor it turns out there is nothing wrong with my left kidney, but my right has fluid in it. They said that was "normal" and they weren't worried. So now that nothing helps my back pain I'm here to suffer through the next 14.5 weeks. Oh Joy!)
