Pregnant Ladies – Read Warning Labels on All Prescriptions!

This evening, I had to pick up a prescription for a UTI.  Since these infections are very common during pregnancy, I wanted to share my cautionary tale with you.

I read the warning label when I got home and noticed that this particular drug is not recommended for use in pregnant women who are at term (38-42 weeks).  While my OBGYN obviously knows that I’m at term, I called the pharmacist because the warning made me uncomfortable.  He looked it up to double check and told me not to take it.  He said he’s never seen it prescribed in women after 36 weeks, even though it is a common drug for use in early pregnancy.  He told me to call my doctor in the morning and see if there’s a specific reason she prescribed this drug and if there is something else she could have me take.

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Why Every Pregnant Woman Needs an Exercise Ball

Why Every Pregnant Woman Needs an Exercise Ball

About a year ago when Hubster wanted to get an exercise ball, I was against it.  I pictured this big ol’ ball taking up what precious little floor space we had.  I pictured it sitting there collecting dust because neither of us would ever use it.

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Bra Shopping, the sequel

Back in November, I had a mortifying experience purchasing bras.  Little did I know that there would only be more shock and embarrassment to come.

Why did no one ever warn me that in the second and third trimesters, your rib cage expands to accommodate your increased lung capacity?  So now, not only has your cup size changed, but you may also need a larger band size?!  The horror.  Oh yeah, and none of the books that I read warned me that your boobs may start to leak in the third trimester.  The horror.

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A Bladder Betrayal

The scene: a cold, Midwestern evening.  Sitting in my apartment, cruising the web and absent-mindedly watching Netflix.

Suddenly, I sneezed.  My eyes widen in horror, then well up with tears as I realize that my bladder has completely betrayed me – more than usual, that is.  Instead of a tiny leak, it’s time to go change my pants.  Dear Bladder, Why have you forsaken me?!?!?!

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