I'm discovering that it's hard to catch my breath lately. I find myself yawning and not quite getting enough air. It is usually while I'm lying down or sitting, but it also happens when Pattie and I go up stairs or a hill (the driveway) or if I try to walk briskly. It's sorta cute that she knows to wait for me now. She'll pause halfway up the driveway and turn and wait. Tonight Clint sprinted up the stairs with her from the Strand to the street (we're on a little vacation for the week-- right by the waves at the beach south of LA but north of SD) and they waited at the top for me. She sat patiently and once I got there, she just turned around and kept walking. Funny girl.
I am hoping that this breathing problem is just part of being squished. There's a lot of squishing going on. The bladder is squished, I learned last week that my appendix has moved north, and there's pressure on so many other body parts I'm not sure where to start... I think you get the idea. The breathing can be a problem when I try to wind down and completely relax (part of preparation for baby time) or just nap. General bed time winding down has proven to be difficult too. I have a feeling it's just gonna get harder, but it'll just be harder for another 7 weeks. Every day is a little closer... yay!
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