Surviving Bed Rest... or trying

 

Oh brotha. I am reallyyyy struggling with this whole bed rest thing. I'm over it. SO over it. On the one hand, I am beyond appreciative for all the love and support that our friends are showing us. Their help during this time is something we will never forget. I truly believe they saved this baby from being born FAR too early.

 

But you guys, I need to go out. I need to watch my son play at the park. I need to walk through Target. I don't know how some women do this for months. Yet I also realize that once this baby comes and I'm having nights of no sleep and possible breastfeeding issues or dealing with jaundice, I'll be wishing that I took more advantage of this time. Time to relax and let others take care of me without feeling like a 3 year old child who constantly wants to just say,

"No. I do it!"

 

 

We're almost at the finish line though. In fact, I'm 37 weeks today! Yay for fully developed lungs. Right?? My heart is so much more at ease knowing this. I feel like it deserves a celebration. Maybe one can go down tonight in the aisles of Target?

 

 

Sometimes it helps to be a little silly. Just trust me on this one.

 

Pretending to be all sophisticated with a cup of tea. But who am I kidding? It's apple juice. I've been loving me some apple juice this week.

 

Happy Friday!