A Near-Birth Experience

Before anyone becomes concerned, The Unnamed One is snug in my uterus and perfectly happy. His mama is another story.

M. and I are back from our annual vaca to the mountains with my 'rents. A couple hours after arriving at the condo, the power went out and didn't come back on for about twenty four hours. Vacation is NO FUN in the cold and the dark.

Here's the really fun part...and for the squemish, I suggest you don't read futher because this could officially be considered TMI!

I had the joy of awful, awful pregnancy induced constipation during our trip. I'm not talking about a small amount of difficulty but over and HOUR of difficulty which was horridly painful. M. coached me through it with labor techniques she's been reading about (he he) and we have christened the event...Birthing the Poo.

I can't help but laugh, but it was SOOOOOOOO AWFUL. I was seriously considering going to the hospital but it was too far and they would have laughed at me.

Only two weeks ago I was gleefully telling my accupuncturist that I have had NO problems with constipation. I'm actually quite regular. Until now. Good lord, did I have to have just about the worst constipation experience on the planet to knock me off my high horse?

I'm all about water and high fiber cereal from now on. No more near birth experiences.