33 Weeks

I know I shouldn’t complain, because things could be much worse, but my trip to the doctor this morning about those stiff hands I mentioned yesterday? It resulted in me ending up on modified bedrest at least until my appointment next Wednesday. My blood pressure was way elevated just from my appointment 10 days ago, and it’s not like I’ve been on an all-salt diet since then or anything.

Anyway, it’s one thing to daydream about being able to stay home and watch movies and knit all day. It’s quite another to be told that’s all you’re allowed to do. I’m obviously not going to be painting the nursery this weekend. And the orange cabled hoodie is done, except for the fact that I have no buttons – and can’t go get them. I had a mile-long list of to-do’s for the weekend, and am now allowed to do none of them. I guess this is someone’s way of telling me I need to slow down for a bit.

The good thing is that I got to have another ultrasound. The baby is 4 lbs., 4 oz., and they triple-checked for me that she is still a girl. Since I already bought the lavender paint, this is a very good thing!

One thought on “33 Weeks

  • September 11, 2004 at 12:43 pm
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    Sucks about the bedrest. I’ve often thought that I have no idea how I would stay sane if I was to do BR too. Like you said, it’s one thing to sit with your feet up when you want to (or in my case, when I’m procrastinating) but to HAVE to do it!? I’d die for sure. So good luck with yours. ;op

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