So, today I am 35 weeks pregnant. I have been on bed rest for nearly 2 weeks (one of them spent in the hospital) thanks to some lovely preeclampsia. As much as it might sound fun or relaxing to sit and do nothing, it is really only enjoyable for about 4 hours. I have read several books, played online, ordered some baby stuff (since I can't just go to the store and buy it), and slept A LOT. I still have 2 more weeks to go.
I have learned that I am not really cut out for bed rest. I have always been self reliant. Part of me feels guilty sitting on the sofa with my feet up asking someone to get me a snack or more water. I keep thinking the kitchen is not that far away, but I have to remind myself that even though I don't feel it, I am sick, and I must do what is best for myself and Amelia.
I have been very blessed to have my husband and mother in law taking care of me. If it weren't for my mother in law, I would probably still be in the hospital eating terrible food and having my blood pressure checked at 4am every day. They are taking care of me, taking care of the house, and making sure we have all the necessities before our little angel joins us on the outside. I'm doing my best to be a good patient and contribute as much as I can from my little corner seat.
I'm hoping to get an induction date at my next doctor's appointment (now a twice weekly occurrence), and I am looking forward to starting this new chapter in our lives.
