"You are NOT the father!" Okay, not referring to Greg. Just giving a little shout out to my favorite show Maury Povich. Cannot tell you how many chuckles Maury gave me over the last 3 months every time he said those words. Hehehehe. I know is sounds like a trivial thing, but one thing I learned on bedrest was to not take the small stuff for granted. There were many days I just laid in bed, no computer, no book, no TV and just stared at the wall wishing the minutes away. So having anything, even Maury, to make me laugh, was a blessing.
I am so grateful to finally be getting back into action after 9 1/2 weeks of bedrest. All my restrictions have been released at this point, and I have been able to return to work on a part time basis. The natural side effect of having been immobile for that long is that I have no stamina and any exertion makes me need to sit down. Luckily, being on bedrest that long has also made me learn a certain amount of patience, so I am just doing what I can do and forgetting the rest. Also, one of the perks of being athrophied is totally being justified in riding the electric carts at the stores. They rock!
In the meantime, I am now working on getting prepared for baby. I took Gracie to a "big Sibling" class last weekend, so she could learn what it takes to be a big sister and practice helping mom. She really enjoyed the class but wanted to trade in "her" baby, for one of the already born babies in the hospital nursery. Immediate gratification kid -- wonder where she got that from?
Gracie & mom at "Big Sibling" class with our
"anatomically correct" baby doll
Ialso went and celebrated on Thursday with a morning at the Spa with my gift certificates that my beautiful sisters gave me for my birthday. Massage lady started laughing when she asked if I had any areas that needed attention and I explained to her I just wanted someone to rub good-smelling lotion on all my extremities that I could no longer reach! I even had my first ever pedicure (have avoided them this far in life due to extremely ticklish feet due to years of torture during my formative years at my brother's hands) and have to admit, I enjoyed it! Kind of freaky to have someone else file your toenails, but my farmer feet look great.
In the meantime, I am just counting down the days! I have made it to 37 weeks (as of Wednesday) so we are FULL TERM. Baby is still sitting very high and shows no signs of wanting to come out despite the past few months of drama, so I fully expect to make it to our scheduled C-section date on May 21st. 12 MORE DAYS TO GO. I am feeling very round, and can only move at one speed, slow!
