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Hip Pain and Church

This is the first pregnancy when I have suffered from hip pain. In the past, my pain was always in my tailbone or in the pelvic area. The hip pain is terrible and, of course, getting worse everyday the baby grows larger.

The physical therapy helps a lot. In my therapy I get a deep tissue massage and do some light yoga. I am now able to walk and get at least a couple of days of relief. However, the baby grows and changes position, so my pain comes back.

I have trouble doing activities that require bending and too much standing. Washing the dishes and doing laundry aggravate my pain. I try to relieve it by lying down with a pillow between my legs. Taking a nap for some reason helps me to relax and feel better too.

I have noticed that going to church really is making my pain intensify. Sitting for three hours on not the softest chairs is quite difficult. I try to stand up and walk around every 15 minutes or so but it still doesn't help. Dragging two kids 4 and 2 also doesn't help.

I am thinking about bringing a small pillow or rolling a blanket to provide support while at church. I am also seriously considering going to a chiropractor!

I started worrying about church early in my fifth month when I was having trouble sitting still through Sunday School, and there was still Sacrament Meeting to think about! What will the next few months bring?

Take whatever makes you comfortable with you to church. I'm like you and would much rather be going to church than sitting around at home.

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