I've been suffering from a headache for going on three days now. Luckily, I know that pregnancy presents these fun little symptoms, so I'm not too worried.
It seems to be a sinus headache. Most of the time, I have an aching behind my eyebrows (both sides). I've tried consuming the usual suspects - caffeine, water, food, and it just persists. I think it must be because all passageways get swollen (and thus are smaller and more easily clogged) with extra blood and hormonal influence. Awesome.
On the first day of the headache (Monday), I sniffed my nose at one point, maybe out of habit, and my entire face suddenly ached. All sinus passageways hurt at once, and I just sat there and rubbed my face until the pain subsided after a couple of minutes. Yuck. Luckily, that hasn't happened again since. Now, I just worry about coughs and sneezes - those cause more pressure and are extremely painful. I also try to avoid bending over as much as possible, because that immediately increases pressure, too.
Tonight's assignment is a hot bath, and a warm compress for my sinuses. Maybe a facial massage, thanks to YouTube instructional videos. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, January 23
Wednesday, January 2
and right there for a minute I knew you so well
Today was such a good day.
I didn't do anything particularly special - I worked from home, as I've been doing for the past week or so, and as I'll continue to do, while I'm on bed rest. I won't bother to fill in all the blanks between my last post and this, because honestly, there are too many blanks and nowhere near enough words to fill them.
Today was good, because my little baby kicked almost all day. I told Jesse that nothing could make me happier than that little kick-kick-kick. He smiled sweetly at me and then told me that he once feared that I'd be mad about the constant kicking that pregnancy can offer. To his credit, I do get annoyed at repetitive sounds, motions, etc. After all, he only has to tap-tap-tap his fingers for a bar or two of a song before I'm quietly (or not-so-quietly) asking him to stop.
But a baby kicking is different. It's sweet, it's gentle (most of the time), and it's comforting and reassuring. I told Jesse that I already know that I'm going to miss these kicks when our baby boy joins the big open world. He replied that I'd still be getting kicked. True, but those kicks will be accompanied by cries and poop and stuffy noses.
These kicks, now, are sweet and priceless.
I didn't do anything particularly special - I worked from home, as I've been doing for the past week or so, and as I'll continue to do, while I'm on bed rest. I won't bother to fill in all the blanks between my last post and this, because honestly, there are too many blanks and nowhere near enough words to fill them.
Today was good, because my little baby kicked almost all day. I told Jesse that nothing could make me happier than that little kick-kick-kick. He smiled sweetly at me and then told me that he once feared that I'd be mad about the constant kicking that pregnancy can offer. To his credit, I do get annoyed at repetitive sounds, motions, etc. After all, he only has to tap-tap-tap his fingers for a bar or two of a song before I'm quietly (or not-so-quietly) asking him to stop.
But a baby kicking is different. It's sweet, it's gentle (most of the time), and it's comforting and reassuring. I told Jesse that I already know that I'm going to miss these kicks when our baby boy joins the big open world. He replied that I'd still be getting kicked. True, but those kicks will be accompanied by cries and poop and stuffy noses.
These kicks, now, are sweet and priceless.
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