I’ve been really lucky in that I’ve felt decent for most of my pregnancy. I had only 3 weeks of morning sickness. The fatigue was overwhelming, but after dealing with Hashimotos it wasn’t something that I was unfamiliar with.
Then, in my 19th week I felt as if my intestines were trying to beat their way out of my body. Yes, beat their way. With sticks and stones and other such heinous things.
Like most pregnant women I immediately hit BabyCenter.com.
My self diagnosis and treatment included fiber, more fiber with a side of fiber. Oh and plenty of water to wash all that fiber down.
So the other night while my handsome husband worked on his sympathy weight with a bowl of Ben and Jerry’s Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream, I poured myself a big old bowl of tasty, sexy All Bran. Oh yeah, you know this pregnancy stuff is romantic right? Like super romantic.
Example: Having a conversation as newlyweds about FiberSure vs. Metamucil. Oh baby! That’s hot.
So hot it melts your Popsicle…
But really, if anyone else out there has even been in this predicament I would like to know how you dealt with it. Feel free to leave an anonymous comment and let me know what helped your intestines fall in love with you again. Or leave me a funny story about what your romantic pregnant moments looked/sounded like. I hope your memories includes fiber rich cereal.