I've had this sharp pain right around where I'm guessing my sternum is. I was a Geography/Education major--no Anat & Phys classes for me. It's been lingering around that area for the last week and a half or so. I've never experienced heart burn before so I turned to the expert, my husband, who has worked the acid reflux circuit for a long time. His heart burn is so bad we can't eat at Red Iguana (my favourite Mexican joint in SLC) but once a year...on my birthday because that's where I always request to go. And one time last year, his heart burn was so bad he started vomiting and freaked out when he thought he was throwing up blood. Turns out it was red wine. Which kind of reminds me of when someone who shall remain nameless thought he had anal cancer but he had eaten a few too many beets the day before. Anyhoo...
Turns out I don't have heart burn. Phew! It's only my muscles separating from each other. Whachoo talkin' bout, mid-wife? I asked her at the appointment this morning and that was her response. Now she's had 7 kids of her own (bless her heart and her uterus and other female parts) but I'm guessing she's forgotten the pain. It's pretty rotten. And again, it's one of those things no one warned me about. So anyone reading this blog who is newly knocked up or trying to, take heed. When your muscles start to rip away from each other one ligament at a time, it's not a party.
The good news is my pregnancy is "textbook" according to the mid-wife. Pat's heart rate was 162 and while she was listening to it through the Doppler Doo Hickey she actually said "I think your baby is doing Tae Kwon Do in there!" Weird! Has she been reading my blog? (just last week I referenced Pat doing Tae Kwon Do!!). My weight gain is average. My uterus is average size. We're all systems a go at Team Hancock. 24 week photo coming soon.
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