Oops!

Since we went tot he Easter Vigil, we skipped out on Easter Sunday services and its anticipated crowds. I woke up early to make breakfast, since I felt like I was starving to death. I wanted to start a load of laundry before I got tied up in the kitchen. My pajama leg must have become caught on my heel and I lost my footing. I took a little tumble down 4-5 steps, landing first on my right hip and then my back. I also tweaked my right arm trying to catch myself.
Eric heard me scream and thought I was going rounds with a spider. As I got up, I felt fine. There was no leaking fluid or blood or contractions. Shortstop was moving around within 30 minutes of the fall. I thought everything was good so I didn't call the doctor.

Monday, I went to work and boy was that a mistake. What I pulled in my back was screaming at me by the end of the day. Tuesday I called my OB/GYN office to let them know what happened, only to have the nurse reprimand me for not calling anyone on Sunday. My doctor on the other hand, didn't seem overly concerned, especially since I wasn't having anything weird happen. However, the nurse totally freaked me out, so I went in for fetal monitoring. What a cool mini vacation. I got a nice plush recliner to sit in. I was served water and juice and I got to watch the monitor strip print out Shortstop's heart beat and the contractions I wasn't feeling. That was pretty cool. Out of the 4 or 5 on the strip, I only felt two of them. It was interesting in any case. Everything checked out fine and I was unhappily sent to work.

Didn't mean to scare anyone, but I thought it was worth sharing since the pregnancy has been drama free thus far.

The Triduum (Easter and its Holy Days)

This year, Eric and I decided to switch things up for Easter. This year we were going to participate in the Triduum. In the Catholic church, it is the three holy days of Easter: Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy Saturday. Holy Saturday actually melds into Easter Sunday.

Anyway, Thursday was the washing of the feet. As Jesus washed his disciples feet, we were invited to do the same with each other, as we are servants to our community. I had never been to service like this, so I just wanted to watch. It was pretty amazing to see all the friends and family go up together to do as Jesus did. I kinda regret not doing it now. But I hadn't shaved or clipped my toenails, so I wasn't feeling so comfortable with people touching my pregnant feet.

Friday was there was the Stations of the Cross in the park, which I had to miss because I was at work. The main part of service was the Passion of Jesus, which began with his arrest in the garden until his death on the cross. Our priest is a musical genius and wrote an entire composition for the reading. It was about an hour, but my goodness! I don't think there was a dry eye in the whole church. It was so beautifully written with all the intricate harmonies and melodies. But the main theme song was what got me. At the end, a single female choir member sang a solo and then a children's choir echoed her. Talking about haunting and moving. It was fabulous especially with the choir we have.

Saturday marked the Easter Vigil. We got up early for morning prayer to prepare our hearts for the evening service. We started outside were there was a blessing of the Easter candle. then the congregation moved into a darkened church to symbolize a world without Jesus. Each church member had a candle and we lit the church with only the light of Christ. There were a handful of readings and once we reached the point where Jesus had conquered death, all the lights flickered on and the choir erupted in this awesome song of praise and Hallelujah.

While the Triduum was tiring, I'm so glad we were able to participate this year. What a wonderful experience. It was very special to share it with my husband.

Shortstop Update: Week 36

Today marked our 36th week prenatal appointment. How did we get to 36 weeks? It just feels like I just told everyone we were pregnant. It goes to show you how quickly time escapes us.

Shortstop's heart rate was 160 bpm and my belly was measuring 36 cm, which is exactly where I need to be. My weight gain was a whopping 6 lbs! Yikes! I'm not sure how this happened, but I'll tell you that it's pretty stinkin' depressing. I was doing so well. My total weight gain is around 16 lbs, which is nothing to be sad about, but 6 lbs in 3 weeks is ridiculous.

Eric and I are doing great and looking forward to seeing what Shortstop will look like. I'm not tired of being pregnant, I'm just tired of being tired. I haven't been sleeping well and apparently this is normal. Figures. Our next appointment is April 23, so come back for the latest update in the Shortstop saga.

33 wks (8 months, 2 days)

36 wks (9 months, 1 day)