Jumpy

In the past three months or so, I've had these little mini-panic attacks that come and go in a matter of seconds. Talked about it with the therapists, with husband, and concluded that they seem to be purely physiological, probably related to lack of oxygen as I started having more trouble breathing. Last week I noticed that they tended to happen when we were out to dinner, so my new theory is that it's a blood sugar thing.

Yesterday I experienced an entirely new kind of anxiety that was a little more alarming. Baby started moving in a new way - for four weeks she's been head-down-to-the-left, butt-up-on-the-right, and all of a sudden with a mighty thump and a few painful seconds of rib jabs, she was mirror image, and then she started rotating again and stopped with her butt square in the middle of my rib cage. This was the beginning of my feeling disturbed - I stopped what I was doing and napped on my left side with kitty for a few hours, and when I woke up, I felt scared to leave the house and desperate for my husband to come home. So I spent the next four hours pacing the house waiting for J to get back from the airport. Felt much better after an evening of cuddling and company, and woke up this morning (after eight hours of sleep - imagine that!) with baby back to butt-on-the-right and seemingly settled.

Called therapist to ask about hypnotherapy or cognitive-behavioral therapy techniques to get me through the next few weeks, as I can't expect my husband to escort me every time I leave the house... but still glad we have a nice three-day weekend together in the meantime.