Friday, December 17, 2010

a sad day, but you gotta do what you gotta do

Today was a sad day (aside from the fact that it was my last workday for the next 16 days!)

I had to take off my wedding rings.
It’s not that I’ve gotten so fat that they were stopping my circulation
It was just that, when I had a hot flash (which is often) or get overheated all the blood (and extra fluid) flows to my fingers (and feet) and it just started to get uncomfortably tight.

When I’m cold I can slip them on and off with no problem, but this morning, while sitting at work, I was drinking coffee and started to get warm from the caffeine which led to a hot flash and I had this moment of panic,
“I’m not going to be able to get my ring off!”

So tonight I took them off.
And it made me sad – I love my engagement and wedding rings.
And my next thought after now much I’m going to miss looking at them on my left hand every day, was,
“Now everyone’s going to think I’m an unwed mother.”

Then, thought #3:
“And now everyone’s going to see the crappy (I mean, romantic) tattoo I keep so well hidden under my rings.”

So I got one of my funky big rings and slipped it on my wedding ring finger instead of the same finger on my right hand.
A little better but it’s no replacement.

I guess I knew this day would probably come as I’ve seen a lot of my friends put aside their wedding rings during their last couple months of pregnancy, but still, it hurts my heart to give them up, even for 2 or 3 short months.

A couple of days ago, during a moment of distraction at work, I googled “pregnancy weigh gain breakdown” to see why exactly a woman gains (or is supposed to gain) 25-35 pounds.

To my surprise, this is what I found:

If  your baby weights around 7-8 pounds, below is the breakdown of where your pregnancy weight is coming from :

* Baby = 7-8 pounds
* Increased breast size = 1-3 pounds
* Increase in uterus = 2 pounds
* Placenta = 1-2 pounds
* Fluid surrounding baby = 2 pounds
* Increase in blood supply = 3+ pounds
* Fluid buildup = 2-3 pounds
* Storage of fat = 6-8 pounds

I read this and was shocked. I guess I knew some of it – but seriously…
3 lbs more of blood!
3 lbs more boobies!

It all adds up, so I’m not beating myself up over having to take off my rings.
I mean, I still fit into my pre-maternity clothes (sans zipper at the waist)
I haven’t outgrown my maternity jeans

So what if my fingers are getting fatter!? And the elastic of my socks leaves a mark in my legs at the end of the day?

If it means my boy is floating around safe and secure in a 2 lb uterus the size of a basketball, surrounded by 2 lbs of fluid with a nice little padding of chub keeping it all cozy and warm, then so be it!


Rona said...

you certainly have a lovely way with words. i enjoy your words.

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