It’s a common problem for pregnant women – even if you’re lucky enough to be able to see your feet, you can’t reach them.
I was complaining to my friend Jenny, who’s an Occupational Therapist, about how difficult it was to put my socks on in the morning. “I have the very thing,” she said. “A Foxy.”
A more blinding misnomer I have yet to find, but don’t let that put you off. This simple wee piece of plastic has made my mornings. Look:
One foot, one pair of socks, one Foxy
Curve Foxy, hold it in place with your knees and lay the tapes either side
Slide your sock over the top, making sure the toe is right at the edge
Pull your sock up over the ridge and make sure the elastic isn't tucked under
Fling it on the floor, slip your foot in and use the tapes to pull it up
I really hope this has been photoshopped (*not my belly*)
After weeks of nudges on my left side, I was intrigued to feel new movement on the right side this week. It was much softer and prolonged – pressing my hand to my bump I realised it was an arm moving. For the first time I could make out a body part as the wee one stretched and pushed and moved its tiny arm and hand around. It was a lovely feeling – much less uncomfortable than the jabbing its feet have been giving me.
The midwife told me this week that I’m going to have a long baby. This is not a euphemism for heavy or fat, she assured me – both my husband and I are tall, so it makes sense. It also explains why my left rib is aching – it seems to have found a nice wee spot for its foot. I was trying to encourage it away with a gentle massage earlier and got a sharp kick for my trouble – seems the battle of wills has begun already!
I’m not complaining though – I love feeling it move around. Plus the midwife said she’s a bit paranoid about foetal movement and I’ve to call her if it suddenly goes quiet. So I’m enjoying keeping tabs on its whereabouts… It’s probably a skill worth learning!