This bed rest thing is getting old fast. The shows on TV have already started repeating. I've read 1/2 of the giant stack of magazines Rachel and Heather brought me. I finished a word search book and sudoku book. I have other books to read, but I don't want to! I want to do housework! Can you believe that? I'm so bored that I want to do housework?
Nothing has changed in the past few days. Monster's still breech. I'm still stuck on the couch. My cervix is slowly starting to go. I'm still having some contraction. Fluids still on the low side, but not low enough to worry. I'm so ready for monster to be out! I want to keep him in until Tuesday, when he will be 35+ weeks by both doctors. After that, I'm going to have a little talk with him. It will be time for him to come out.
Babies are crazy. You beg them to stay in, but when it is ok for them to come out, they won't.
Today is Cary's birthday. He is now the big 3-1. Rachel picked him up a card for me and she made him a cake. I've been slowly frosting it. (I cheat and stand up to frost it, so I'm doing it a little at a time.) His birthday present should be here any day now. He said he didn't mind that it will be late. Oops! I told him I could ask my doctor for permission to go out to eat for his birthday, but he likes me stuck on the couch. He freaks out when I push my bed rest. He would really freak out if he knew I was breaking my restrictions by standing up to frost his cake. I think he would rather me be in the hospital so some one would be watching me and monster all day.
Today on one of the baby shows on TV, the lady used visualization to get her breech baby to flip. Maybe I should I try that on monster. Flip! Flip! Flip! Nothing...