Ho hum
Yesterday, it seems, was my last day of running around trying to do absolutely everything. Had the odd funny stabbing twinge in my pelvis last night - didn’t think anything off it, as I’d done quite a bit of shifting stuff around, loading junk into the white truck for a run to the tip, washing and all that assorted nonsense.
This morning, I woke up with the pain, which was odd as normally these aches and things don’t get going until after lunch. But by 10am, I was shopping with the Piglet and was very uncomfortable. And now, I’m sat here on my bed as it’s the comfiest seat in the house, coming to the unpleasant conclusion that it’s SPD and I’m stuck with it for the next 17 weeks. Ho hum.
Midwife next week though, so I shall be getting myself referred back to the gynae-physio asap. Just when I’d started to think I was going to get on top of everything - I’ve almost got the floor in the old dining room clear enough so I can start stripping wallpaper too.
Am doing an evening class though, starting tomorrow night. I figured I needed to do something that wasn’t baby/child/housework related, and spend a few hours doing something vaguely interesting,and was doable sat down (so no Arabian dancing or Tai Chi). So I’m off to a Needlework class. Basically, I’ve always wanted to know how to make a proper patchwork quilt. All the other bits and pieces they mention about embroidery and stuff will be good to know, but I really want to make a proper quilt. Have been eyeing up purple and gold fat quarters on eBay. Have no idea how much you’d pay for a fat quarter IRL though. Must do some more research. But I’ve been wanting to spruce up my bedroom for ages, and have decided to concentrate on my making the quilt for my bed. Not the kids, not the baby’s, but mine. How self-indulgent is that? Can hardly believe it myself. lol
To end the blog on a nice note though - I got a £50 premium bond prize in the post this morning. 
Which was very, very nice indeed. In fact, I might just go browse those fat quarters again…
I will not ask how your Schizoid Personality Disorder is progressing nor will I question whether a trip to Saidpur Airport (IATA Code SPD) is wise in the circumstances. (Thank you www.acronymfinder.com)
Take it easy, having bits of your body wandering off on their own accord is not funny, and being woken up by pain is right up among the least funny of all unfunny things IMO.
Comment by Tim — September 19, 2006 @ 6:08 pm
big elastic band. I had one, Barbara had a better one. If I had the first idea where my is I’d post it to you. Strap your hips together when you are upright, and it really does help a surprising amount. Although I’ve a feeling you’ve been here before, haven’t you?
Comment by Jax — September 19, 2006 @ 6:29 pm
motocross body belt is what you need m-dear… twas all that held me together for the second half of carrying dd and for several months after. Much better than the lack-luster thing the physio gave me….
Sewing class looks wonderous, and you richly deserve a proper luxury like your very own quilt.
I used to get a bundle of 40 FQs for about £30 (all cotton with cutesy prints) or if you fancy a bit of home dying then Whalleys of Bradford sell cottons pretty cheaply and usually very good quality, buy enough yardage for the whole thing, dye it and away you go
Comment by t-bird — September 19, 2006 @ 6:52 pm
Sorry to hear about the SPD. I’ve heard osteopaths are good for it? Don’t wear yourself into the ground being too busy. Quilting class sounds good, my sis makes quilts.
Comment by Kath — September 19, 2006 @ 8:10 pm
I’m obviously going to have to go and find out what on earth a fat quarter is, otherwise I shall never rest.
Sorry about the SPD - sounds nasty.
Comment by Joanna — September 20, 2006 @ 12:16 pm
Bah to SPD and I hope your needlework class is fun. I took a sewing class once; we were supposed to make a skirt and I was doing okay until I realised I’d sewn the upside-down front to the right-way-up back…
Comment by Deb W — September 20, 2006 @ 7:42 pm