Lesson Learned

This week marks three weeks of being on bedrest. All anyone can tell me is to "hang in there" and "enjoy the rest while you can." I know everyone's intentions mean well and they are trying to keep me in positive spirits, but it's been really hard for me. I mean don't get me wrong. I know it is important for the baby to stay put and I have enjoyed sleeping in and getting in afternoon naps, but I have never stayed off my feet and inside my house / in the hospital for this long. I have been thankful to have Noah working from home this past week. At least I have someone to talk to. I think I'm most depressed when the weather is like it was today, beautiful. There was no cloud in sight and the temperature was perfect.

I think Noah felt really sorry for me today so he finally agreed to taking me to Wal-Mart after I begged him over and over again to take me anywhere. So for the first time in three weeks I got into an outfit that was not my pjs and we made our way to wally world. We rode with the windows down and I soaked in the sun. We were in Wal-Mart for probably twenty minutes just picking up something for dinner and I sure felt every minute of those twenty minutes. I was not used to walking for that long and boy could I feel the pressure. It felt like the heaviest bowling ball between my legs. Ouch! So I guess I learned my lesson. I've been on the couch since and paying for that twenty minutes of freedom.

On a different note we received another gift from the New Baby Welcome Wagon. We got a couple of pacifiers and a medicine dispenser. Maybe my next package will reveal who this mystery person is.