Do you ever feel like you’re life is constipated?
Like you’re stuck in a rut and don’t know how to move forward? That life just isn’t progressing the way you expected it would?
I’ve been there. Emotionally AND physically.
And yes, I’m talking about poop.
In the midst of my second trimester, I had a ridiculous bout of constipation. I didn’t poop for four days and felt like I crap with all this extra (ahem) crap hanging around in my body for so long.
I tried everything to get it to pass: more water, sitting on the pot, eating more greens, pulling back on grains and dairy, sipping lemon water. Nothing seemed to work.
Then I just got mad. I strained. I pushed. I oomphed – and still nothing.
I was miserable, because I felt like I wasn’t in control. My body was bloated, uncomfortable, and then - I felt unhealthy, out of control, and like I had been run over by a bus.
Constipation is the worst. You want so badly for things to keep free-flowing, and yet whenever you try to go… nothing. Maybe a few toots. No real relief that you’re looking for in that moment.
That’s the time when your brain starts playing tricks on you.
Telling you that you can’t do it.
That maybe you’ll never poop again.
That somehow you did so much damage that you’ll never get better and you’ll have to go to the doctor to have them fix it for you…
You want to give up and throw in the towel – or the toilet paper – and wish that you could just have a brand new body. That there must be a better or easier way. [Read more...]