I finally made it out of bed and spent the rest of the day barely moving. Unfortunately I had a cold at the time and any attempt to blow my nose or cough was met with wince inducing pain. I figured the baby just had a foot lodged under my rib cage or something and hoped that she would move it soon.
I woke up the next morning and it was still very sore but a little less painful than the day before. I could move around easier, but the bump was still protruding. That evening Jake tipped over his box of toys, spilling them all over the living room floor. I dragged my butt off the couch and attempted to pick them up. As soon as I bent over I heard a very distinct POPPING noise and immediately felt relief. I could breathe! I could move! I checked my rib cage and the bump was gone.
It turns out the baby had managed to pop out one of my ribs! I'm very thankful that it popped back in because I couldn't imagine having to push the baby out with a rib out of place. That would have been excruciating! I'll say one thing, I'm certainly ready for her to make her appearance. . She is one feisty little girl!