35 weeks, 32 days until my due date - I thought I was starting to feel better this last week and in significantly less pain, but good grief the PGP has come back with a vengeance today.
Rolling over in bed last night I heard my pelvis.. I was gonna say "click", but in reality it was more of a "crack".
Went to bed totally fine, but after that? I woke up in complete pain and having to walk at a snails pace.
Swimming didn't even help x-x
Little vent here and AIBU? question here;
I probably am being unreasonable to be honest but I need to get this off my chest as it just shocked me... I'm not one for being like "Oh I'm pregnant so I deserve x,y, or z". But good god today... Today I was genuinely upset and taken aback and nearly cried.
Our local pool is very much filled with late middle aged to elderly people - not "frail" elderly by any stretch, very fit, very "young" elderly if you know what I mean - they've looked after themselves.
I was making my way to one of the family changing rooms after showering post-swim as I need the extra seat space and room to sit and stand and move about (I'm absolutely massive and very obviously pregnant, I assume due to my small stature. There's 0 hiding it).
I also NEED my partner to help me get dressed after swimming at this point as the PGP is genuinely that bad, the whole reason I even go swimming is to help the PGP!
I was struggling to walk and groaning with each step, at one point I cried from the pain whilst in the pool it was that bad.
I was (I thought) very clearly moving towards the last available large stall with my partner trying to assist me where he could so I didn't slip on the wet floor or hurt myself further, and this elderly man, I'd say probably early to mid 70's, very fit, no obvious physical health conditions literally just speed walked past us right into the last available family changing space... Not even a seconds thought to the slippery floor (so clearly not frail or in pain based on the speed and lack of care to wet floor) or the fact that he'd barged past us...
My chest sunk and I genuinely had to fight back tears at the thought of having to try and get changed on my own in an absolutely tiny stall. (I fully cannot get socks and pants on without help right now).
I know the big stalls are family stalls and I'm yet to give birth so not technically the intended user, but there were no other families or kids in the pool today - literally none - and I really honest to god needed the space, and imo it was obvious that I needed it and obvious that we were headed to that stall.
I'm in agony today.
This has happened a couple of times before at this pool (always by men) but I wasn't as phased by it those times as tbh I wasn't as massive and felt immensely guilty that I was even using those stalls to begin with.
Again, they're not technically intended for me, they're more for those with babies or very young children - So I felt like "eh, fair enough first come first serve".
But now that I'm at a point where I genuinely NEED it?
Jesus. I was just so taken aback at the brazenness.
It just makes me feel so weak and pathetic and not to be "that person" but it's just feels really rude and almost sexist?
I'm sure I'm just being hormonal and unreasonable now at this point, but I feel like absolute shit because of this :') Like I'm fully fucking invisible and like this guy's "want" trumped my genuine physical need.
I just found it so fucking rude honestly...