Day 29: My Nest

Some days, like today, I identify with a character penned by one of my favorite authors:

Sighed Mayzie, a lazy bird hatching an egg:

“I’m tired and I’m bored

And I’ve kinks in my leg

From sitting, just sitting here day after day.

It’s work! How I hate it!

I’d much rather play!

I’d take a vacation, fly off for a rest

If I could find someone to stay on my nest!

If I could find someone, I’d fly away-free…”

-- Theodor Geisel (aka Dr. Seuss), Horton Hatches The Egg

Doing the same things to keep busy day after day has gotten old, and even sleep alludes me most nights because I'm restless and have contractions that keep me up (last night was especially bad).  So like I said, I empathize with Mayzie, Dr. Seuss's lazy bird, though I'd never actually leave my baby like she did.  Baby Boy still has a lot of developing to do, so obviously I'll stay put so preterm labor doesn't progress.  However, I'm definitely looking forward to being off of bed rest and wouldn't mind somebody trading places with me for awhile.