Pelvic Girdle Pain: I have it, how about you?

My husband and I finished moving into our new house at the end of July, which is hard for a pregnant chick! So when I started feeling a little groin pain after the move was over I wasn’t concerned about it, bound to happen, it’ll heal after a couple days, right? But then it just kept going.

Pelvic Girdle painAt first it felt like I’d gone on a twenty-mile bike ride on a reeaaally hard seat. And if you’ve ever gone too long on an old seat you don’t soon forget it! I was feeling kinda, for lack of a better term, saddle sore. And though it’s not exactly an emergency it is uncomfortable, and as I have about another week until my next doctor’s appointment, I did what millions of pregnant people do, self-diagnose over the internet.

On a side note, Pelvic Girdle sounds like underwear my grandmother used to wear in the ‘40s or something…

I’ve always imagined my pelvis as one solid hunk o’ bone but, no surprise, I’m wrong! There are three joints in there (the pubic symphysis, and two sacroiliacs) that are there, with help from the hormone Relaxin, to allow my pelvis some extra room for the baby to pass. This extra room is more than I’m used to dealing with though and that’s what’s keeping the discomfort so consistent, especially when I have to roll in and out of bed for one of my many nighttime bathroom visits.

Pelvic Girdle Pain is associated with first pregnancies, previous back pain (my poor L5!), strenuous work (the move!) and the fact that my little bundle o’ joy seems to be more comfortable when he’s making me less comfortable. Jerk.

Also because of the Pelvic Girdle Pain I’ve begun waddling which, depending on how you look at it, is either a cute byproduct of pregnancy.  Or an opening for your friends and co-workers to tell you that you look like Danny Devito’s Penguin. Jerks.

The only recourse I have is to avoid unnecessary stairs, roll like a log when I get in and out of bed, and to go nowhere without my husband to do my grunt work for me. As things stand, it looks like I’m stuck in this state of constant groin-ache until somewhere after I give birth to my little jer- uh… miracle.