March 13th, 2013
For some reason, this week has been going by really s-l-o-wwwww. I can’t believe it’s only Wednesday! It feels like it should be Friday by now…at least!
All week, I’ve been getting a really bad backache, so I’ve had to sit with my feet up at night. I even got Patrick to buy me a hot water bottle, so I could put it against my back. I tried to describe a nice cute one I saw at the mall (one of those cuddly ones, shaped like an animal) but he bought me a very functional red one, without even a cover, so I have to wrap it in a sweater.
I then read on the internet that ‘a relaxing massage from your partner can really help’ so I happily asked Patrick to…erm…help me!
Once I’d brought out the massage oil, and dimmed the bedroom lights, the innocent massage turned into something not quite so innocent! Apart from doing absolutely nothing to help my back, the sex was amazing. It was exactly the kind of stress relief I needed! But shock, horror! A few hours later, the baby started moving and thrashing around like clothes in a washing machine!!!
Ah! Who sent me oh!
I sent my doctor a panic text at about 4am, because my mind was going all over the place! I was so relieved when he replied me at about 6.30am, assuring me that I had nothing to worry about, and that sex can sometimes trigger mini contractions. If he hadn’t included that I shouldn’t be afraid to have sex with my husband, that would have been the end of any bedroom play until the baby gets here!
I barely managed to go to work today, and I don’t know if it’s a result of last night’s romp session, but my symptoms seem to have returned with a passion! All day today, my legs were restless, my mouth was constantly full of saliva, and I had this insatiable desire to keep scratching my bump! Add that to the constant bathroom trips, heartburn, and the backache, and the constipation… and I was definitely not a happy camper today!
March 14th, 2013
Guess who’s 21 weeks pregnant today! Yay!
But apart from being grateful to God, I am as tired as heck! Sleep has become alien to me. Once I’m in position to sleep, my baby decides it’s time to start moving around. Yes, the movements were really cute a few weeks ago, but now, they come at the most inopportune of times! I read somewhere that this is nature’s way of preparing mothers for broken sleep when the baby is born. Hian! I beg oh!
I can’t wait for the weekend. Maybe I’ll be able to catch some hours of sleep!!!
March 15th, 2013
Thankfully, I was able to sleep better last night, so felt much better at work today. Or maybe it’s because it’s Friday! Whatever the case, I didn’t feel quite like a ghost today.
It also occurred to me that this has ben one of the few weeks I haven’t had any drama, in any form, during this pregnancy. I haven’t heard from Akunna since our text message exchange, no word from Phillip and Diana, I’ve been too sick and tired to go downstairs to chat with Nwando, Ebika is still living the high life in Europe…all has been fine in my world.
I wonder how long it stays this way.
I was momentarily tempted to call Diana, but thought against it. Let me enjoy being stress-free a little while longer.
At the end of the day, as I drifted off to sleep, my phone beeped, and I saw a WhatsApp message from Nwando, asking if I felt up to helping her move her things to Obinna’s apartment in Ikoyi. The sleep cleared from my eyes, when I realized that, in a matter of weeks, my only friend in this neighborhood will be gone. For some reason, I hadn’t thought about that at all.
My body wanted to reply with an excuse, as I was hoping to sleep the whole day (no exaggeration)…but my curiosity wants to see just how luxuriously and opulently Obinna lives.
I found myself texting…Of course, I’d love to come!
So much for my uneventful week!