At home confined to strict bedrest

I got out of the klink yesterday, but I'm confined to strict bedrest, translated by Dr. Sofya as no driving, no walking, no chores, nothing. Bathroom and back. 12 weeks! Well, we hope for 12 weeks of boredom, but bedrest is difficult. It's unnatural to sit still that long and you're tempted to do your old stuff.

Poor Mark's birthday yesterday was a total bust. I'd bought half of his present online and thought I'd get the other half from a store so he'd have something in hand on Friday, but Friday after landing in the hospital, that was done for. His comment about us preparing early to subjugate our own desires for our child was apropos. Who knows what my birthday's going to hold. If we can keep Miles in here unti after that, it'd be great. He'd be about 32 weeks and the doctor seems to have that as her touchdown line.

I was reading online and a lot of women who've had preemies and have routine problems carrying to term regard 28 weeks as the first 'down' to celebrate. They are gleeful counting the days to 28 weeks, so we're doing pretty well if we're having problems as 28 weeks as long as these are just the first indicators and not the actual announcements of his coming.

It's just that they barely know what causes that cervix to start shortening up and can't do anything about, it so we're playing a serious game of watch and see and it may not even be a problem that comes to fruition, but NOBODY KNOWS.

I'm feeling pretty calm right now. Some lady next door crashed her car into parked cars on the street last night and she's 6 months pregnant and apparently has a few screws loose, so that puts a lot in perspective. I saw some really bad driving recently that make me happy to NOT be on the road!

Miles is also unpinned from where his legs were stuck so now he's back to kicking the crap out of me again, which I appreciate. He's got to go to the baby gym and get his muscle strength up in case he makes an early appearance.

Now we've got to buy a bunch of baby stuff really quickly, yet I can't set foot in a store! I didn't even get a chance to buy knitting needles and yarn yet before I got confined to bedrest. I'd panned to buy some last weekend and re-learn to knit so that I could knit us a throw or two while I was lying around, but I was thinking normal lying around, not bedrest/house arrest lying around!

I freaked out and stayed up til midnight and got a car seat and crib, but I've got to still get the mattress and some other stuff tomorrow or soon. Thank God for the internet.