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Glad to be back

We got back on Friday afternoon.  Saturday, I slept until 2pm.  I don't think I thought through how pregnancy and arthritis was going to factor in to such a long trip.  We were on the go for almost 3 1/2 weeks straight.  There wasn't a lot of time for rest and I'm still paying for it now with a good deal of pain and little or no energy for most of the day. 
It was good to go back and see everyone, but to be honest by New Years Day, I was ready to come back.  Things happened with family that I won't go into that put a bit of a damper on my time, but I think maybe it's better that way - there are a lot less tears when you leave feeling a bit fed up.
I'm nearly 6 months pregnant now.  It's going so fast now that the 2nd trimester started.  The first trimester was the longest 3 months of my life, but now it's flying by.  The baby is active every day and I can't say enough about how amazing it is to feel this little life inside me every day.  I am really enjoying this part of pregnancy.  Although the pain in my back is worse than it's ever been (probably due to my very large belly), it's truly worth it.  I may be uncomfortable physically a lot of the time, but emotionally - I am over the moon!  I can't wait to meet him.  It's still so surreal.

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Julie said…
Hi Erren, welcome back! Really happy to hear that you had a good visit and even better, were happy to come back! :) Sometimes that's a hard one to manage.
Just curious, if you don't mind me asking- did you get some kind of special insurance for your doctors appointments while in the US, or did travelers insurance cover, or how did that work?
While not pregnant, I want to get a full physical when I'm back over the summer, and some dental work too. I can hardly even get my GP here to touch me, let alone take blood, or even blood pressure. Everything's a 'virus' and they don't 'do' preventative testing as my GP told me that they don't have the resources. !
Thanks :)
Tara said…
I have family issues also so I know how emotionally worn out you must be. For me, I always think "ok, this time I won't let it bother me" but it always does. At least you have your little guy to help take your mind off of things! The second trimester is the best, I remember it fondly. It will be over before you know it so rest up now! You are in for the most amazing ride of your life, you will love him more than you ever thought possible. Do you have any names picked out? I love the name game!
Tara said…
I have family issues also so I know how emotionally worn out you must be. For me, I always think "ok, this time I won't let it bother me" but it always does. At least you have your little guy to help take your mind off of things! The second trimester is the best, I remember it fondly. It will be over before you know it so rest up now! You are in for the most amazing ride of your life, you will love him more than you ever thought possible. Do you have any names picked out? I love the name game!

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