Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Happily Growing

Pregnancy was pretty smooth sailing. The first clue came when Mr. Daddy called me from out of town and asked what'd I'd eaten for dinner. I said "a lemon and some rice cakes". Funky little cravings and a generally LARGE appetite followed.

It was nice for once; not having to suck my tummy in, or make an excuse for polishing off a family size portion of pasta.

Everything seemed to be going great. At 34 weeks along, contractions started getting regular. The doctor put me on partial bedrest and said they wouldn't allow labor to continue until I was at least 36 weeks.

Sooooo... what's this partial bedrest anyway and what does it have to do with me?!? I have a new house to unpack and a nursery to set up! I don't even have a crib yet... am I already a bad mom?