29 weeks pregnant and constant pain under left Breast in ribs. Is this normal ?

I have been having the pain off and on for a few days, but today its constant. Is this normal or should I call the doctor? TIA

You might have a rib that is out of place because of the baby kicking or putting pressure on it. We adjust a lot of mom’s that have ribs that been abnormally put out of place because of the little kiddos. A simple and safe adjustment by someone who specializes in pre-natal care would be my recommendation. Its not fun and you don’t have to live with pain if you choose not too.
Best of Luck and Health!

Left Breast Pain & Healing

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