My first trimester screening ultrasound is on Monday morning. I’m trying to stay positive. Trying. I flicker back and forth between being anxious and being excited.

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Apparently the Tuesday and Thursday classes of my water fitness class have different instructors. Tuesday was kind of fun, kind of silly, a lot of movement, but not a lot of work. Thursday kicked my ass. I don’t think we actually stopped moving for the entire hour. But that wasn’t the hard part. We did a lot of arm work above the water… you know, holding your arms to the sides, jumping jacks, little circles, twisting… all without ever dropping your arms. They felt like they were going to fall off. And then later in the program we grabbed water dumbbells (dumbbells made of styrofoam to resist water) and did weightlifting against the water pressure. My arms – biceps, triceps and deltoids – HURT.

Unfortunately we did not do much actual moving around in the water or swimming type exericise. More muscle work, less aerobic. End result: I froze to death! Near the end of that hour we were doing a cool-down where you stretch your muscles, and I was standing there going through the motions shivering. Then we got out of the water, and that was cold too. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t for my boobs. You know how when you get really cold your nipples poke out more and contract? Well they are sensitive right now to start with and that hurt like hell! A hot shower was the most wonderful thing in the world after that.

Can’t say I’m currently a huge fan of water fitness in the winter. Glad I’ll be missing every other Thursday (due to a rotating work schedule).

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So in my exercise class I was reminded to take extra care with stretching too far and pulling something, as my ligaments are all looser than normal. I’ve been careful. Exercise class was fine.

But then last night I kept getting up to throw up (even though there was nothing to throw up). During one of those lovely sessions I must have pulled a ligament. Ow. I noticed it when walking out to my car in the morning, and then all day at work I was hobbling around. It was low in my belly, more to my left side (but some on the right as well), stretching down where my left leg attaches. I even took some tylenol today – I don’t normally take anything for aches and pains. If I feel something is “off” I like to sit and figure out where it’s coming from, and use the pain to tell me what to do to let it heal. This time I knew exactly what it was, and unfortunately I was at work so I couldn’t just lay down.

By the time I came home the tylenol had worn off so I ate some food and took a nap. Thankfully I woke up feeling much better, at least there. Even when I know what it is, it’s still disconcerting to have any kind of pain around the belly region.

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I think hormonal is a good word for me right now. I’ve been feeling very bitchy, very cranky. I think I’ve mostly managed to keep it under wraps until I can vent to Den about all the stupid shit of the day. Normally things don’t bother me half this much, but the last few days have just been cranky. The way people say things, how my drawer keeps sliding open, the dog barking, the cat following me around…. I wish I had some kind of warning sign so everyone would give me a wide berth. I hate feeling like this! I greatly prefer feeling all peaceful and serene, but it is so not happening right now.