Jeff has been telling (warning) me lately that I've been pushing myself too hard, that I seem, at times, to have forgotten that I'm pregnant. I have, for the most part, brushed this off, with the explanation that I've enjoyed a relatively easy pregnancy (blissfully easy, really), and I see no reason to slow down. Until, that is, I woke up this morning with a screaming headache and swollen arms and feet, utterly exhausted and feeling like complete, well, to be blunt, shit. I called into work sick, and spent the rest of the day in bed. I expected that I would feel better quickly, but I rolled out of bed around noon, foraged for food, read a little bit, and crawled back into bed a few hours later, where I promptly fell back asleep. I am feeling better, but I have a feeling that I need to pay attention to my physical self a little more closely to avoid a repeat performance.
Looking back over the weekend, I can sort of see what led to the Monday rundown:
Friday night: Met out with Pat & Sinead at Psycho Suzie's (no photos, unfortunately). So much fun catching up with friends at one of the best drinking spots in the Cities. Of course, no drinking for me, but we still made it to midnight, enjoying the company and the conversation.
Saturday: Early morning yoga, lunch at Davanni's, a bit of a walk on Grand to run errands, then a trip across town to see the Dragon Boat Races. Never did get a good peep at the Dragon Boats except from afar.
Saturday Evening: Headed to a housewarming for good friends, Nick and Stacie. Marveled over the size of their new home, which would eat our house for a snack!
Sunday: Long walk out for breakfast/lunch (Highland Grill) in the humid heat, which hit us like a sauna.
Once home, gave up and sat in the air conditioning, every once in a while wandering outside only to quickly skitter back into the house, muttering "too hot, too hot." Waited for the heat to die down, then took advantage of the remaining sunshine to grill up Sunday evening dinner (steak, grilled romaine, grilled bread, corn). Determined to enjoy the evening, we ate outside, although we were sweating the entire time. Finally threw in the towel and headed inside to eat strawberry shakes in the forgiving air conditioned house.
Apparently, this very normal weekend was just enough to push me over the edge. Good to know, I guess...I'm planning on adding in more naps and perhaps an earlier bedtime next weekend, in the hopes that I don't have another Monday crash.
1 comment:
I love your blogs! Take it easy and enjoy having the best excuse and reason in the world to relax and put your feet up more often!
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