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The hives/rash is still going, not worse and not better. My face is so swollen that I look about 15 years older around my eyes. Fun. So swollen that reading is - interesting. I can't wait to have this baby and see if it resolves.
I was crampy all day Friday and stayed home on my last day of work thinking that this may be the start. All freaking day! Then at night I was up every hour - not sure if it was due to the cramping, or the rash, or the fact that I tried to sleep in my own bed again. I would last an hour on my side, get up because my hips/pelvis were killing me, try and pee, and get on the other side. An hour later repeat. So much for trying to sleep on the bed. That morning was when I woke up with scary old lady eyes. Due to lack of sleep? Facial swelling? Who knows.
A couple of times in that night I felt an actual, quick, measureable, concrete contraction. There were two of them that caught me off guard. But that was it.
Yesterday was Saturday, and my eyes were puffy/wrinkled all day. I only had a couple of the crampy/numb periods like Friday, but none of those concrete, quick, measureable contractions. I slept on the loveseat again and did sleep much better, but still woke up with a swollen face and the scary eyes. They are more swollen feeling, and I can tell from looking out of them that reading/driving for a long ways wouldn't be effective. :/ I feel more rested, only got up a couple of times to pee (normal for a pregnant lady). Still, with the eyes. It is time to take another antihistamine and I may try a cold cloth on my face again, cool wet tea bags, maybe make a paste out of the Domeboro stuff (if the box says that's safe for the face) or the Aveeno Oatmeal bath as my midwife suggested.
I never thought I was vain (post teenage craziness) until this pregnancy. I don't want to leave the house but I don't want to sit in the house all day. I want to dress up but it is harder and harder to do that comfortably where I don't look like a moose in black on black on black (the pants that fit are black now, the shirts that don't accentuate this rash due to color or short sleeves are black. I am so freaking high maintenance. And crazy. Which I hate. "I can't win".
I am humbled by this whole experience, as I guess I should be.
I was crampy all day Friday and stayed home on my last day of work thinking that this may be the start. All freaking day! Then at night I was up every hour - not sure if it was due to the cramping, or the rash, or the fact that I tried to sleep in my own bed again. I would last an hour on my side, get up because my hips/pelvis were killing me, try and pee, and get on the other side. An hour later repeat. So much for trying to sleep on the bed. That morning was when I woke up with scary old lady eyes. Due to lack of sleep? Facial swelling? Who knows.
A couple of times in that night I felt an actual, quick, measureable, concrete contraction. There were two of them that caught me off guard. But that was it.
Yesterday was Saturday, and my eyes were puffy/wrinkled all day. I only had a couple of the crampy/numb periods like Friday, but none of those concrete, quick, measureable contractions. I slept on the loveseat again and did sleep much better, but still woke up with a swollen face and the scary eyes. They are more swollen feeling, and I can tell from looking out of them that reading/driving for a long ways wouldn't be effective. :/ I feel more rested, only got up a couple of times to pee (normal for a pregnant lady). Still, with the eyes. It is time to take another antihistamine and I may try a cold cloth on my face again, cool wet tea bags, maybe make a paste out of the Domeboro stuff (if the box says that's safe for the face) or the Aveeno Oatmeal bath as my midwife suggested.
I never thought I was vain (post teenage craziness) until this pregnancy. I don't want to leave the house but I don't want to sit in the house all day. I want to dress up but it is harder and harder to do that comfortably where I don't look like a moose in black on black on black (the pants that fit are black now, the shirts that don't accentuate this rash due to color or short sleeves are black. I am so freaking high maintenance. And crazy. Which I hate. "I can't win".
I am humbled by this whole experience, as I guess I should be.
