They should make some sort of contraption for women in their third trimester, constructed of velvet and satin, but breathable - something padded and soft and supportive, with heat, massage and deep massage options for all of the things that ache, twinge, pang and generally hurt - for all the things that feel as though they're coming apart or in peril of falling off. I need lumbar support, abdominal support, deep massage between my shoulder blades and heat packs on my neck. I need something to stop my feet from swelling and something to control these uncontrollable hormones.
It should also come with relaxation tapes and prenatal xanax pills - the closer I get to labor and delivery the more I freak out. You'd think it would be old hat by now wouldn't you? It isn't. I'm more anxious now than with any of other pregnancies. More miserable and whiney too. I am just too old for this.
They have for years referred to pregnancy as a 'delicate condition' but it's never felt that way before. Hell, I worked through my entire pregnancy with Terra, hefting trays over my head over 14 hour shifts of being the only waitress on duty some days, and never thought twice about it. This time though, I'm feeling delicate, breakable, somehow helpless.
How disgustingly female.