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Week 28
~ A Date
This journal is coming a bit late because I wanted to spend all the time I could with my parents before they left. They stayed later than they had planned because Tom wanted to take me to a concert for Mother's Day, but the concert wasn't until June 7. It was the Irish Tenors. Back when Tommy was about three months old Tom was flipping through the channels and stopped when he heard one of his favorite Irish songs. PBS was running the full Dublin concert during their pledge drive. All of us watched the entire concert and just loved it! The best was one of the singers, Ronan Tynan, who is a large balding man who has a cute goofy grin and ears that stick out. With just a bit of fuzz on the top of his head and the same round face and ears that stick out and silly grin Tommy looked just like him! A year or so later we were at Fry's wandering through their DVD section. Tom and I never go to the movies (the last I saw in the theatre was Star Wars Episode One. I was very pregnant with Tommy and he did not like the sound at all! I missed half the movie because he was kicking, well punching or head butting me so violently in the bladder), but Tom does surprise me with a DVD every now and then. When we go together we always get one for me and one for him. I of course flock to the musicals section (and there are actually a few musicals Tom likes too such as The Music Man or The King and I) and there I found a special double DVD of the Dublin and Belfast concerts! Until his computer decided to flip out on us I would watch the concerts all the time, mostly as background music while I cleaned. Tommy loves Irish music and he would dance along to it all day! So of course this was a perfect Mother's Day gift, and in addition to that it was our first date since Tommy was born!
The concert was actually quite a disappointment. The tenors were fabulous, but the sound in the theater was horrid! The first few songs even had microphone feedback! Through the entire first half you could hear them trying to adjust the sound, and the couple next to me complained the entire time, which further annoyed me. After intermission we opted to sit a few aisles back where there were empty seats and ones closer to the aisle so I could get up to pee if needed. This time we were unlucky again! A young man and an older woman were sitting a few seats away. The man kept waving his arms around to the music and I couldn't help but to catch it in the corner of my eye, and the woman was humming and singing to every song that she knew (which unfortunately was most of the songs). That itself wouldn't have been that bad, but she was also singing out of tune! All my ear could focus on was her voice. This really put a damper on the entire evening. And then the thought of how much money we spent on those tickets bothered me. They were bought before Tom lost his job though so I really did try to just enjoy myself. I got dressed up and even wore a dress! It felt so nice to wear a dress that wasn't a nursing one. I picked out one that was a little tighter in the tummy so it actually showed that I was pregnant and not just fat. My chest is larger now than it was back when I used to wear that dress, thanks to being pregnant with Tommy, so it pulled ever so slightly, but a safety pin kept it closed between buttons. I wanted to get a picture of Tom and I dressed up and holding Tommy so we could update the picture on this journal as well as just to have a more recent family shot, but while I was getting ready Tommy stripped all his clothes and there was only enough time to have my parents snap a shot of Tom and I before we had to head off. As is we were slightly late to the concert due to the parking lot lines, and we missed the very first song.
Of course I was a little worried about how Tommy would handle us both being gone since it was the first time, but Tommy hadn't even missed us! My dad said it seemed that he didn't even realize that we were gone. At one point he did grab the nursing pillow and started to walk through the house searching for me. Finally he gave up and brought it to my dad who was sitting on the couch. When we got home Tommy realized that indeed he did miss his mommy and he hugged me so tightly and then brought the pillow to me and nursed himself to sleep.
The baby seems to be doing just fine again this week. S/he feels smaller to me than Tommy did, but perhaps s/he is just in a better position. I'm consistently doing the knee-chest position (I get on hands and knees and then drop my shoulders to the bed and leave my rear up in the air). This is supposed to encourage good fetal position, turn a breech or posterior baby and help relieve pressure on the mother's pelvis and bladder. I find that I can get the baby to move a little higher and off my bladder and I can go longer at night without a pee break if I do this before bed. I also think it has helped keep the baby from dropping too low too early like Tommy did. I have so far had nothing close to the pains I had with him (for those that didn't read my early journals I had a separated pubic symphysis with him). I do occasionally get lower back pain and I have found that this position will relieve that. I feel the baby shift while in this position, especially when I get into it while in pain. I am pretty sure that the baby has been posterior a few times and causing the lower back pain. I went through a period several weeks ago where the pain felt just like the back labor I had with Tommy. I had asked my midwife about that and she said it definitely could be caused by the baby's position! I asked the OB last appointment if he could tell me the position, but he said he'd have to push so hard to tell at this point that it wouldn't be comfortable for me. I was just curious because it would be interesting to know if that painful body part jabbing my cervix is a foot or head! It sure feels like a foot to me or maybe a hand?
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