You know, I had a whole post typed out and ready to go for Silje’s birthday yesterday. All it needed was some pictures. The day turned out a bit different than what I expected, so I never got to press the publish button.
I woke up in the morning with pain shooting all across my back. I was pretty sure it had to do with how I had slept, and not the pregnancy. I’m about at 15 weeks now, so most of the fatigue and nausea has passed, but I was feeling pretty nauseous as well.
Knut wanted to give Silje her present first thing in the morning. So before work, he brought it in to show her and she was just so excited! She doesn’t know how to ride yet, but has been practicing a lot in the evenings with Knut on David’s bike, and was just asking the night before if she could have a bike of her own. So needless to say, this went over very well!!
Knut headed off to work, but I found the back pain preventing me from getting most things ready that morning. I can’t take Advil since I’m pregnant, but I’ve found that Tylenol rapid release has a similar effect on me with other things. (Tylenol rarely works with me, but I found this one kind will actually helps with headaches!) However, Tylenol rapid release was doing nothing for my back, and after an hour I did what any self-respecting mother would do: I put the kids in front of the t.v. and took a warm bath to try to soothe my back.
My back did feel better. However, I think the back pain was distracting me from the nausea, and when my back was soothed, I found myself running to a bucket where I spent the next 2 hours being sick. First time this pregnancy…in the second trimester of all things!
I called Knut mid morning, not knowing what to do. I didn’t know how long I’d be feeling like this, but I needed to take care of the kids and get ready for Silje’s pajama party, but even simple things like walking upright seemed tough. I hesitated canceling the party, because I knew I wasn’t “sick” sick, but “pregnant” sick. However, I had no idea how I’d be doing later in the day, and I needed some help.
So Knut came home at lunch and stayed home the rest of the day to help. I don’t think the party would have gone on if he hadn’t! Around 1 or 2 I started feeling more like myself again, and got the cake decorated, and got around to setting up the party and cleaning up here and there, though not to the extent I had originally intended!
Knut and I put up a huge “sheet tent” in the basement for the girls to play under, and Silje had one friend sleep over and they got to sleep inside the tent. Everyone liked it! Especially David and Elias too! David wasn’t allowed to sleep downstairs with the girls, but Knut let him sleep in a sleeping bag on the floor in his room, and he settled for that.
Happy Birthday, Silje! I’m sorry this didn’t get posted yesterday on your birthday! I can’t believe you’re already 6 years old. Other days I can’t believe you’re only 6 years old because you are one of those people with wisdom far beyond your years. It seems only yesterday you were a chubby, bald baby sitting in my lap. Now you are a beautiful girl, with compassion for others that blows me away, intelligence that keeps us on our toes, and I don’t know how our family would function without you. We love you so much!