Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Bedrest Day One

Monday Jan 24th- 23 months ago Chloe was born and I need this little one to stay in 4-8 more weeks...You know me need to have a goal...I cannot help but feel like I am somehow being lazy by not working or doing that forever there to do list...I think I need some in the head re-wiring, this is for a good cause I keep telling myself but I have this crazy where is my blackberry I need to check emails itch that wont go away.

I decide that I need something to be a diversion from the already bored life I am leading....Seriously you think it would be great to have nothing to do but lay down and sleep and guess what that is fun for about 30 minutes.

I decide on purchasing a Kindle as I love to read but hate the waste of books and downloading is cheaper....I cannot wait for Brady to set-up and make it happen for me so I can have that as something to do...

I hear the phone ringing and when I see clinic I think just confirming my appointment, nope failed the glucose test and need to do the 3 hour one...fun let me check my calendar...I have nothing going on Tuesday and I have my weekly appt anyway how about tomorrow...Fasting is what I hear next and all I think is what should I eat between now and 6pm? Not a good strategy I know but a pregnant girl has crazy brain malfunctions or as I say sometimes goes to Crazy Town....I hold off on the Twix and Butterfinger dreams and go with boring old Cheese after Brady gives me a lecture on what are carbs and starches and going to help lower the blood sugar all while my BP is rising... I thank him for his lesson/support and eat my cheese.

Let's face it there is really nothing your husband can say that is right in these situations...we have a really open honest dialouge where we say it like it is at our house as for those of you that know me feelings/emotions/drama are not my scene which works for us because Brady hate drama and crying...Pregnancy has its own rules and you would think after the first time he would remember...nope not so much, he means well I know and does want what's best but all I really wanted him to say was yes honey you can have donuts and you will still pass your test in the am.....

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