Bed Restless

Yup, we are grounded. Baby was naughty, tried to come early, and now we've been grounded.

I am an extremely active person in the sense that I love keeping up with my boys, cleaning my house, bible study, organizing the produce co-op, and I always have a project or two on hand. Suddenly each one of those things (minus bible study!) are off the plate. My midwife gently scolded me when she came by on Friday, "bed rest means you must stay on your back." Blech.

It hasn't even been a week and I have already watched season 2 of 30 Rock, every single premiere on ABC, read 4 books and finished the Bear's halloween costume which I made while watching 30 Rock. My legs and arms are restless. My head hurts. My body hurts from not moving it. The babe isn't happy either, he keeps kicking me in a way that clearly states, "get up and walk around so that I can be rocked to sleep." The boys are also breaking into my bedroom every five to ten minutes looking for me. The Bear's usual greeting, "I miss you Mom!" is breaking my heart. I can hear them running and playing just outside my door and I miss them terribly.

I think depression, frustration, resentment and anger could come quite easily if I let it overpower me. So I am focusing on the positive, or at least... making every possible attempt to do so. Having the discipline of BSF is extremely helpful right now, every day I get to delve into Isaiah and really soak it in for an hour or so. Then I take the time to pray that God would ease the onslaught of the above mentioned feelings. Then I typically cry and eat a couple of oreos (I feel that this is an essential component of processing the word of God). I cry because I am thankful that the baby and I are healthy and that I am starting bed rest at 32 weeks and not at 14 weeks. I cry because I miss my boys and my day to day life. I cry because I actually have a minute to process the absolute insanity that has been our household in the year 2010. Mostly I cry because God has protected us and seen us through each day.

So what's the plan now? I have a good 4 weeks of bed restlessness ahead of me. First of all, I am trying to catch up one some writing projects. Hooray! Secondly, I am finishing a lot of latent sewing/craft projects I've had laying around the house for the past year. Also up on the chopping block, a very very long reading list and an even longer movie marathon list. One day next week I am planning a Gone With The Wind day. Out of boredom I will make a dress out of curtains while I watch the South disappear into cinematic history.

Catching up on my correspondence also seems like a viable option. Please see: FUNTASTIC postcards of classic Penguin titles. I really feel like someone manufactured these just for me.

(Can you tell that I have been locked in my room for a week with only myself to think about?) I plan on filling these out over the next few weeks and bombarding people in my address book with them.

Lastly, when my brain is too fried to do anything else, I shall peruse my favorite stores and look longingly at all the cute fall things that I won't be able to wear this year. I already found one drool worthy item. Anthropologie and Mondo from Project Runway fell in love and made a baby and I want to wear it!

yes please

These are all things that keep me distracted and somewhat happy. Really, all I want to do is jump out of bed and go wrestle with my boys. I want to take them to the Zoo and to the Farmer's Market. I want to bake Pumpkin bread and give it away to friends and family.

Mostly, I want to not think about myself right now. Which is impossible because...that's basically what bed rest is, thinking about yourself and your little baby nugget.

4 weeks and counting.........