The second trimester of pregnancy has been pretty blissful. Besides the occasional bout of acne, weird twitchy legs in the middle of the night, and some back pain, I think the second trimester has been wonderful. Well, except for my new-found hobby of gargling battery acid. Heartburn hasn't been so much fun. I can't possibly do heartburn more justice than Brie Spangler does in her cartoons: I too have come to worship the Tums gods:
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| Brie's work is available here |
As the little bambina gets bigger, she cuddles with my stomach. Since that hormone relaxin (remember week 18?) is doing such a fabulous job 'relaxing' muscles throughout my body, remnants of whatever I do eat to take little acid trips up from the bottom of the esophagus through the 'relaxed' esophageal sphincter. Fun, eh?
Drinking milk, eating apples and nuts, and generally consuming smaller meals with no beverages has, in general, helped. So has Tums. Lots of Tums. According to some good-olde non scientific research, a lot of heartburn during pregnancy is indicative of your child being hairy. If so, I am carrying Cousin Itt.
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| CNP, 2015 |
The little bambina this week, in addition to cuddling with my stomach, is about the size of a carrot and is rapidly developing her own schedule of wake and sleep cycles. Ten pm, when I am ready to go to bed, she often has a dance party.
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| CNP, 2015 |
Until next week,
Cat
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