Saturday, May 24, 2008

Any way you look at it

13 days. 38 weeks, 1 day. 8 1/2 months. Less than two weeks. Any way you look at it I am about to pop. I feel like I am about to pop. There can't possibly be any room left for the baby to grow anymore. At my doctor's appointment on Friday, the doc said the baby is slowly moving lower and getting ready for labor. Then he asked if we have everything ready for the baby. Honestly I don't feel like we do. I still don't have a bag packed for he hospital. We still have to get bottles and the car seat ready. There are other things I want to have ready before the baby. This includes having everything set for Ben's birthday (because who knows if i will be in the hospital on his birthday), having all the materials for the baby's baptism gown, and having Father's day planned. There are also projects that I am going to have to put off indefinitely because of bed rest. These include having a garage sale and planting a garden. Part of me wants the baby to come soon, but then I think of everything I have to do while staying off my feet 8 hours a day, and I wouldn't mind if the baby is late. I just have to remember that God's timing is perfect and the baby will come at the right time.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

What does modified mean?

On Wednesday I had a doctor's appointment. After three high blood pressure readings and three hours in the hospital being monitored, I was put on "modified" bed rest. These past few days I have really been struggling with what this means. I think its because I am so stubborn, and I don't want to accept that I am on bed rest. My mom has been helping a lot with Benjamin, but I hate just laying around while everyone else does things that I usually take care of. Although it is nice to not cook dinner every night.
Yesterday we actually got out of the house for most of the day,and honestly it wore me out. I think "modified" must mean bed rest without the bedpan, and I am starting to see how necessary it is. I just have to keep reminding myself that this is for the good of the baby, and I just pray that I can make it through the next four weeks without losing my mind.