Day 32: A Pick-Me-Up

My sister-in-law, who is well acquainted with bed rest and uterine abnormalities sent me a great email this morning.  As I said, she knows firsthand the rollercoaster that is bed rest (though I realize I don't have it nearly as bad . . .she was also sick the whole time) and said "Every day of being stuck and not moving is torture. So,here is something to cheer you up." Last night was really rough because B had another melt-down that stressed all of us out (and J doesn't need extra stress while he's studying for his state boards which he takes next Thursday).  It's hard to balance cutting B some slack and not giving in to everything he wants just because his life has been turned upside down by all of this.  I think we've all felt a loss of control with the change in our routine, so we'll continue to adjust and plan so each day is better and things go more smoothly for him.  B also woke up with nightmares thinking I'd left him, so I was up twice consoling him.  I have also experienced several contractions today and have been worried an uncomfortable.  After that, I needed a  pick me up this morning and this link was it.  So thanks, S and others woo have provided entertainment , encouragement, and support every day.  Here's a taste of what you'll see.  Hopefully it will bring a smile to your face like it did to mine.

 

Day 20: Quotables

I'm trying to make Sundays a little different than other days, so while J and B are at Church, I watch Conference talks and read scriptures.  Honestly though, one day of bed rest is pretty much like another (unless of course I decide to go into preterm labor, see the doctor, or my husband and son have something exciting going on).  But I'd rather things be quiet around here in regards to bed rest, that's for sure.  So because today was pretty uneventful (thankfully), I decided to memorialize some quotes from the past week or two.

J:  "You're the only person I know who could get bruised on bed rest."
Me:  "Besides maybe my mother."

B playing with his new Bristle Blocks which he'd shaped into a phone:  "No, I can't right now.  I'm having contractions.".  (I wonder where he got that from?).

B, last Monday morning when he called me at the hospital after sleeping in our bed with J:  "Guess what, when Daddy woke up, I had my feet in his mouth. That's so silly."
J:  "No, that's gross."
Me:  "I told you that you move around too much when you sleep in our bed."
B:  "No, I don't."

Nurse, when trying to get Baby Boy's heartbeat on the monitor:  "Your baby is a worm.  I mean he's really wiggly.  I mean he's really moving around in there.  Sorry I fumbled that.  I hope you're not offended." 
(Not at all.  I'm just glad he's active).

B:  "Mom, can't you go back to the hospital so I can keep sleeping in your bed with Daddy?"

B:  "I didn't sleep a wink."
J:  "You didn't sleep well, son?"
B:  No, that means I slept good; I didn't open my eyes at all."

B, on Christmas Eve after praying that "everyone can go to sleep so Santa can come," came out and told me and J to go to bed and said, "Don't you want Santa to come?"

B, when a friend brought us dinner.  "I don't know why someone would just bring us butter and crackers. "  There was chili in the butter tub.

Mother-in-law:  "I have to clip my hair back."
Me:  "What?  You have to clip your hairy back?" 
MIL clarified
Me:  "Oh good, I was getting grossed out there for a second."  (Lots of laughter to follow).

B:  "Mom, are you ever going to make dinner again?" 

B, talking to Grandma on phone:  "Mom was pretty good at laying down today."