The Back is Back

the "blue steel" look
doesn't really show the pain

Over two months ago I wrote about my aching back. Well, I didn’t complain about it too much between now and then but man, it is time to readdress the painful situation. Perhaps my back is trying to make up for lost time because it’s been pretty awful. It’s like a stab wound right where my hip meets my leg, so by 4pm just getting up from my chair or walking across the room brings a repeated sharp pain. Now I know this is part and parcel of lugging around an ever-growing baby: it’s a combination of hormones that relax all my joints and a general increase of weight and imbalance. I know pregnancy makes people feel different and, usually—at least at some point—crappy. But it’s still annoying. And painful. And I can still complain about it and think it stinks.

I am sure I will be back, complaining about my back again, before Nugget joins us, so I won’t say too much more. But I will say it feels like my added 15 pounds is entirely in the form of little jerky jackhammer guys wailing away on this one specific spot on my body, trading shifts so at no point can I get relief. And that’s a lot of little jerky jackhammer guys.