First things first, week 26 of the pregnancy begins today and as promised here's a current picture of me in my pregnant state. Apparently there's almost two pounds and 14 inches of baby somewhere in there but who knows where! (and as a disclaimer I couldn't figure out where to put my arms to not be in the way, so I just rested them behind my back...really, truly I'm standing up straight and not pushing the belly out--the arms are really deceptive!) And believe it or not I have actually gained about 25 pounds so far but again, I have no idea where since my hips and legs have not changed size at all (I wear the same size pant albeit modified in the belly). Who knows what's going on here-!So in the next couple weeks I'll write more about some of the highlights of the past month, including the Rochester reception, mexican food, Christmas with the Maasses and then with the Hreczuchs, going to an Oiler's hockey game, the Edmonton reception, skating without skates, the blizzard and my trip back to Dresden. But let me just preface it all by again saying what a blessed time it all was!
And not to keep anyone in suspense any longer I'll end this post with the results of my traveling while wearing those dreaded compression tights: I started the day out enthusiastically, spending the necessary extra 15 minutes gradually pulling the things up to where they should be, only to discover the new shape my lower half had then taken. Really squished legs have to end somewhere, and the rear end that I've always had and not minded much suddenly turned into a bulging pear bubble in comparison! So now I'm thinking, great, no swelling but now I'll be self-conscious all day-! I didn't give much thought to the overall tightness for the first few hours of our trip, but as the hours dragged on while flying over the Atlantic I just couldn't take it anymore. So on one of my frequent trips to the lavatory (remember I'm also drinking like a liter of water every hour, another one of the doctor's orders) I finally *peeled* the stockings off which led to such a wonderful sense of freedom (or maybe that was just the blood rushing back into my legs-!). Anyway, I made the point of standing and/or walking at least every hour after that and am proud to say that any thereafter swelling went unnoticed by me and my post-flight still-looser-fitting shoes. Moral of the story: pregnant women CAN fly while wearing normal clothes/undergarments and not suffer! So of course I didn't wear them on the way back and *gasp!* could still feel and see my ankle bones upon landing in Germany. Victory!
4 comments:
haha I'm glad you survived the compression tights. I forgot to ask you about them when you were here. I had a great time with you and thanks for the comment on my xanga. I can't wait to meet Jr. Jr. Maass either :) I never got a chance to look at the scrapbook at the reception but the pages look great! Love and miss!
Yeah, when I was in the hospital for dehydration during my first pregnancy, they made me wear those tights and I would pull my legs under my covers and pull them off sometimes! Glad you made with ankles in top form :)
Sounds like an interesting experience with those tights. You look so cute in the picture, but I agree with you... where has all that weight gone, because I can hardly tell you have gained 25 pounds!
Allison, It was nice to see you while you were in Edmonton. Glad you had a good flight back!
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