Have you ever dreamed it was Christmas? You wake up full of excitement and head to the living room to see what Santa brought you, only to realize it's only December 1st and you still have weeks until Christmas! That's how I feel about our babies' birth, or rather lack of birth. Don't get me wrong; I'm so grateful they weren't born at 33 weeks when we were sent down to Little Rock. I know they will be much healthier and stronger now. But we got all psyched to meet them, and here we are three weeks later with no indication that they will be making their arrival anytime soon afterall.
We were released (again) from the hospital in Little Rock on Thursday the 29th and finally allowed to come back home to Bentonville. Since then, I have been on "modified" bed rest, meaning I thankfully, don't have to be in bed all day but I am restricted in my activity level. No housework, no walking or standing for extended periods of time, basically no unnecessary strain on my body. Even if I didn't have those restrictions, I think I'd still be in the same boat. I've reached that point of hugeness where my every movement requires so much effort and is incredibly uncomfortable. Come to think of it, the uncomfortableness requires no movement at all; that's just a constant :) So the majority of my day is spent alternating between my couch, my bed, and my recliner with a short walk to my mailbox or someplace equally exciting. I've been blessed to have great friends and have at least one visitor a day, so I get a little social interaction. I also hit up family members back home on skype when I start to get bored or lonely. I try to take a short outing every once in a while. You're likely to find me at Walmart around 10:00 PM in a wheelchair with Nate pushing me around the store. I always hope we don't run into anyone we know, but I've convinced myself it's less embarrasing to be pushed in the wheelchair than ride the motorized scooter! Nate's also become an excellent "house husband" keeping up with all the housework in addition to going to work and trying to finish all his yard projects at the same time. What a man!
At my last doctor's appointment, both babies looked great! My contractions are few and far between now and the doctor really had no concerns. We're just playing the waiting game now. I'll be 36 weeks on Tuesday and will be induced at 38 weeks if the babies haven't come by then. So at least I know we're down to 2 weeks! In the meantime, I have way too much time to stare at their swings and cribs and everything else we set up in anticipation of their arrival. But I can't complain: I'm glad they've had this extra time to bake and I'm finding ways to enjoy all this downtime as I will never have it again in the next couple of decades!
|Almost 36 weeks|
|Swings and carseats just waiting for babies!|