So it finally happened yesterday. My very first leg cramp of the pregnancy. Oh. My. Goodness. It was every bit as bad as I remembered leg cramps to be. It took place at 7am in the morning, just as Rick was brushing his teeth and getting ready to leave the house for the early morning service at church. I could vaguely hear Angus and Pete in the hallway, chatting quietly to each other – mostly likely discussing the pros and cons of heading downstairs to watch ABC2 on television. I can only be thankful that Rick was still at home. “Help me! Help me! Help me…!” were the only words that I could
scream get out. Within seconds, Rick was out of the ensuite and massaging the cramp out of my left leg (that sounds ruder than it did in my head). Unfortunately for me, my right leg decided to join the party so it started cramping as well – and not just in my calf, but all the way down to my foot! Yes, did you know that feet can cramp up as well? How fun! Luckily, between the two of us, we managed to deal with the entire cramping situation in a matter of minutes. I’m not quite sure what the moral of this story is, but let’s just say that I’ve been diligently stretching my legs for the last twelve hours, and I’m planning to eat a banana every day for the rest of this pregnancy. Apparently, they’re a great source of potassium and magnesium, which according to some medical experts, help to prevent leg cramps. These experts had better be right, is all I’m saying.
Apart from the leg cramp situation (and honestly, unless you have experienced them, it’s near impossible to understand just how evil they are), these last two weeks of the pregnancy have been going as well as I can hope for. I’m sleeping a lot better at nights, now that there are no more heat waves and I’ve finally gotten a handle on which sleeping positions work best for me. My pelvic girdle belt (so glamorous, right?) has been doing wonders for my pelvic pains, and this past week, I’ve even managed to keep my glucose levels under control – proof that a bit of discipline and self-control can go a long way.
We are definitely getting closer now. My induction date is only five weeks from today. This last part of the pregnancy is simply flying by. Before you know it, I’ll be packing my hospital bag, revising my birthing notes and taking out my EPI-NO. What’s that, you ask? That’s a whole other story, my friends…
(Dress by Soon Maternity; sandals by Tony Bianco; bangles belonged to Rick’s Aunty Al.)
More from the maternity series here.