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Week 18

Here's the first of many pictures to mark the growth of my baby bump (not the best, but oh well)! :)  It's fun to see things happening and starting to show a bit more.  Still wish I would pop out more, but that will come before I know it.

This week has brought a new level of pain in my hip, perhaps a pinched nerve.  It can be extremely painful.  I went swimming tonight in hopes to help loosen something...it felt good, but when I got home, it started to hurt again really bad.  Any body got any tips??

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  1. You look so cute! Enjoy the non-popping while you can :) Although, I remember being pregnant with Isabella and wanting those days to come, too. Now, I'm popping out so much that people are giving me those pitied expressions and can't believe when I tell them I still have 2 months to go! I don't have any tips for your hip pain, but maybe a heating pad??

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  2. I have heard that there are chiropractors that specialize in helping pregnant women. Maybe that would help you unpinch and straighten things so that you wouldn't have pain. They have special ways to work with women who are pregnant. Just a thought.

    Betsy

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  3. Leslie your tiny bump is so cute! I'm sure you'll be popping out more before you know it! I'm so sorry about your hip... I'm with Lauren - try a heating pad!

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  4. So sorry the hip is still bothering you!! I hope it gets better!

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