I’m not a hypochondriac, but I’m diagnosing myself as having Braxton Hicks contractions this morning. While they weren’t exactly painful, they were very uncomfortable.
Every morning this week, I’ve been awake by 6:30 or 7:00. I’ve gotten up to use the bathroom, but returned to bed in hopes of going back to sleep. I’m grateful for having a tablet because I can read friends’ blogs, check email, play Solitaire, or read a book without disturbing Husband. Plus, it gives me an opportunity to enjoy Kamden’s morning routine. He’s pretty active at night but he’s been moving around more and more in the mornings. He prefers that I lay on my left side or back and kicks (or jabs, depending on which end he’s using) vigorously when I’m on my right side.
This morning, while playing Solitaire in bed, my lower abdomen started to feel really tight. Several minutes later, I had what I’ll describe as a muscle cramp, lasting about 5-10 seconds. It wasn’t severe, but it was uncomfortable enough that I immediately moved onto my left side. An hour later, I felt the tightness build again, then taper off. I dismissed my winning Solitaire game and began reading articles about Braxton Hicks contractions. Turns out, I was experiencing what the articles were describing. I learned these types of contractions actually help tone the uterine muscle and increase blood flow to the placenta, but they do not cause the cervix to dilate. At 30 weeks, no dilation is a VERY good thing! More disturbing are the popular triggers of Braxton Hicks contractions: a very active mother and/or baby, full bladder, and dehydration.
Husband has been telling me for a couple of weeks that I need to slow down at the gym. I haven’t been in the swimming pool for two weeks because Dr. W instructed me to discontinue water aerobics until my allergies and sinus congestion cleared up. While she’s pleased with my weight loss, she advised me to slow down on the duration and frequency at the gym during the third trimester. Obviously, it’s past time for me to slow down. Wednesday, after an hour-long yoga class, I got on the treadmill. Within 10 minutes, my breathing was heavy and I was exhausted. I went home, took a shower, and fell asleep on the couch.
This post would have been published sooner except I got home from a shopping trip, unloaded the car, and promptly fell asleep in my comfy recliner. I hope my stroll through Sam’s Club counts as exercise, because I didn’t go to the gym. But I experienced Braxton Hicks contractions today!