Prunes, Prunes, the Magical Fruit

I'm starting to realize that as the weeks go on, the symptoms of 3rd Trimester are sneaking up on me. They were dormant for so long, I took for granted the great experience that is pregnancy and was actually beginning to enjoy the baby kicks, the tummy, the no-symptom life.

However, about two weeks ago, I started feeling heavier, sluggish and slower. Things that came easily to me before were suddenly nearly impossible to do. I couldn't move from a position without crippling pelvic pain. I couldn't sleep in any position I wanted anymore. I had to make room for the belly.

Slowly the symptoms have been multiplying. Constipation is one of them, which has been a literal pain in the ass. I'm starting to eat things my grandma wouldn't have touched, just to get things moving down there. Still nothing.

The carpal tunnel has been the constant since the 2nd trimester, but it has lightened up a tad, except when driving or writing.

Because of the weight and the pelvic pain, walking down the street has become a crap shoot. Since walking up and down the stairs winds me, I can't just run out the door anymore. When I start thinking about a trip to the corner store, I automatically fear the worst and have a conversation with myself..."If I go down the street, will I make it back up? Will I be trapped at Walgreens forever?!"

All of these things put together has trapped me in the house and put me in a foul mood. Lately, when I've been accosted by people on the street, asking me my due date, making rude comments about my size, asking if I'm expecting twins and then laughing maniacally...I've come very close to punching them in the neck.

I could give birth in jail. Who knows?