Throughout this whole pregnancy I thought "Wow, all I want is a break, how cool would bedrest be?" To all those pondering this same question let me tell you it sucks. Never wish it on yourself, enjoy your freedom. I bet you are wondering how I ended up on bedrest, let me tell you. This whole pregnancy went without any hiccups for the most part. The first trimester was more nausea and no vomiting (which I didn't mind), the second trimester I suffered with some sciatic nerve pain, but nothing I couldn't handle. I have pretty much felt great this whole pregnancy. This third trimester has been a whirlwind! Isaac got laidoff at the beginning of our 7th month and then quickly found a job making more money, having better insurance AND his own office, not too shabby. All was well until week 32. On Friday of week 32 I started having some contractions and got really scared that it was time. You can imagine my concern, I was at work when all of this happened and I had a baby threatening to come 8 WEEKS early. After a call to the doc and shortly after a visit to the doc, we learned that our baby was already "engaged" in the pelvis (this isn't supposed to happen until about 36 weeks or so.) The good news was that I wasn't dilating or anything so all was well, but I was put on bedrest, which put a HUGE damper in our state fair plans, which meant no corndog for me this year, nor a funnel cake. REALLY SAD!
All was well, I went to the doctor at week 34, as scheduled. This appointment held something a little more scary than the last. After an exam, the doc told me that the baby's head was even lower and that I had began to "thin out", which is again, something that isn't supposed to happen for several weeks. She put me on mandatory bedrest for atleast two weeks. It was like being put in prison for me. I always wanted to rest from work and life and such, but I never wanted to just be confined to my couch or bed all day, that wasn't what I had in mind. I wanted to be out, getting all the things ready that I haven't been able to do yet. Luckily, my mama was in town having lunch with a friend and was able to come to my rescue for a while. As, a true mom, she came as soon as she heard and wouldn't leave until she knew I was in good hands. I am so grateful for her. Two days after my doctor's appointment, I woke up having contractions (REAL ONES), so another call to the doc and another office visit yielded even more scary news. I had dilated to one centimeter, this landed me in the hospital for "monitoring". After a while of keeping me a watchful eye on me and the baby, I was put on some medication to stop my labor. I have to take it until i get to week 36 and after that we are in the clear. Only 2 more days of meds. Then we will see what happens.
The arrival of my in-laws on Sunday was jovial. Only 20 minutes after they got here, I started having more contractions and was in the hospital again, our son seems to be a little impatient.
With their arrival my mama felt I was in good hands and left on Monday. It was really sad for me and her. I felt like I was moving out all over again, only this time it was her who was leaving. She has always been there for me and was there when I needed her most. She dropped everything work and life to be here for me. She truely is special.
Since Monday, I have gone through phases. We have put together the pack n play and I have discovered the world of online shopping. Now, I have decided to blog. I go through my times where I want to stop being watched (no one will leave me at the house by myself) and I just want to escape to chick-fil-a for some waffle fries. I miss my husband incredibly. With so many people always around we never get to just sit and talk until we are pouring ourselves into bed. I should get used to it, I guess. Other than that, the days of bedrest are almost over and my body seems to be preparing itself for a lifetime of no sleep. I have been sleeping for about 11 or 12 hours a night. Which, is not like me at all. I suppose my body knows something my mind doesn't. Thanks for reading my novel of a blog. I hope you found it informative and entertaining as well. Have a great day, I will post more soon. Much Love!
"How wonderful a thing is a child. How beautiful is a newborn babe. There is no greater miracle than the creation of human life"
-President Gordon B. Hinckley