Sunday, July 27, 2008

Bladder Shrinkage and Crazy Dreams

With pregnancy comes a decline in bladder capacity. All of my pregnant female friends have prepared me for that. For the most part, I’m within close proximity to a toilet so aside from the inconvenience of having to go three times an hour, there’s really no problem. That is until I have to teach a one hour spinning class or until I hit the bush. I think a one hour spin class might be pushing it for my bladder these days but I did make it through with some minor discomfort a couple of weeks ago. When I’m in the trails with the dog, it takes me all of 15 minutes before I start scoping out the perfect pee spot off the trail. I think my dog things I'm charting my territory just like him. So far, I think I’ve been pretty good at plotting out my spots – I haven’t been caught yet. To be honest, I’m not sure that I’d really care if I was caught. When you gotta go, you gotta go.

The crazy dreams I didn’t really know about and I have no idea if it’s related to pregnancy or not. For those of you that have been pregnant….do tell. I have been dreaming crazy things recently and things that I never even knew I was capable of thinking. Imagine Alice in Wonderland but 20 times crazier. Last night I dreamt that I was luging but the luge track was through a lake. As I was scotting long this massive grey snake came out of the water and bit me. In my panic to get the fanged beast off my skin, it bit me again. Now, what in the heck could that mean? I’m not sure that I want to dig in to the depths of my psyche by analyzing my dreams but I have do have to wonder!?

Other than that I'm ticking along at 26 weeks and getting larger by the minute. This week I hate to admit that it's actually been difficult to bend down and tie my shoes!

2 comments:

  1. When I was pregnant with Evelyn, I dreamed that she came out as a newborn, but then instantly changed into a walking, talking toddler. Quite frightening! I also had a lot of irrational fears during pregnancy. For example, when we lived in Edmonton, our piano was upstairs, and our bed was directly beneath it downstairs. I had this fear that the piano would come crashing through the floor while we were sleeping. Dave protested at first, but eventually moved the bed.

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  2. Too funny but I can totally relate!

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