When I get up from my chair I have to put one hand on the seat, the other on the arm and then I push my legs to raise my body. When I walk I walk like a penguin, a slight side to side shuffle , more a waddle actually. The lower part of my back aches. My stomach feels unsettled ; there are frequent attacks of heartburn and gas. Sometimes there is a pressure in my abdomen. For a while there I thought I was dying.
But I am not.
My daughter is nearing her “due” date. And perhaps I am easing her discomfort by feeling for her. I read about this phenomenon in psychology courses at university. Sympathetic pregnancy it is called and it is usually the father who experiences it. I know of one relative of mine who went to hospital just before his wife was due. He had pains in his stomach. They sent him home when they found out his wife was pregnant. He is a burly man who would never impress you as having such empathy for anyone if indeed that is the cause.
Anyway, I am feeling as pregnant as my daughter.
If near the end of the month there is no post from me, it will be because I am in delivery. Lets hope my labour is short. And in case you feel so inclined, I like carnations