Almost
5 years to the day I find myself in the same position...horizontally
positioned for the next 5 months while life is being created within me,
same house, same husband :), just 5 years older and the mother of 5 kids
instead of 4. How did I get here?...well we all know the literal
explanation to that, but beyond that, the simplest answer I can give is
that Heavenly Father knows what's best.
I am now on Day 11 of "official" bed rest. My body seems to think that early prep of labor should start A.S.A.P. Contractions have started and do not want to give in. So after a visit to the ER and the Dr.'s office I find myself in bed and on medication. It was also discovered that my placenta is not in the most favorable position right now, however hopefully with time as this baby grows and my uterus grows the placenta will move to a more likable position for all involved!
I told myself that I could have a "mourning phase" for about a week. Well my week is up. It's not easy to have to watch your life at a distance. Seeing your husband pack up the kids as they head to church, activities, grocery shopping, Dr. appointments and so on. Seeing my husband take on double duty of Dad and Mr. Mom has been proof that he really will do anything for me. My kids are taking on more responsibilities and proving to be quite the little helpers. It sounds like a dream, I know, however it's sometimes not so dreamy, These are my responsibilities. My life. My world. Now it's being placed in the hands of others. Any mother knows that it's not easy to let go and let others take over. Yes, I completely understand that it is in the best interest of my baby and myself to be on bed rest.
I feel very loved not only by family but by many others who have stepped in to help watch kids, runs errands, taken kids to appointments, made meals and have spent hours just visiting with me. Many more keep asking what they can do to help, my only answer has been to give it more time. We are just in the beginning of the many weeks that lie ahead.
I am now on Day 11 of "official" bed rest. My body seems to think that early prep of labor should start A.S.A.P. Contractions have started and do not want to give in. So after a visit to the ER and the Dr.'s office I find myself in bed and on medication. It was also discovered that my placenta is not in the most favorable position right now, however hopefully with time as this baby grows and my uterus grows the placenta will move to a more likable position for all involved!
I told myself that I could have a "mourning phase" for about a week. Well my week is up. It's not easy to have to watch your life at a distance. Seeing your husband pack up the kids as they head to church, activities, grocery shopping, Dr. appointments and so on. Seeing my husband take on double duty of Dad and Mr. Mom has been proof that he really will do anything for me. My kids are taking on more responsibilities and proving to be quite the little helpers. It sounds like a dream, I know, however it's sometimes not so dreamy, These are my responsibilities. My life. My world. Now it's being placed in the hands of others. Any mother knows that it's not easy to let go and let others take over. Yes, I completely understand that it is in the best interest of my baby and myself to be on bed rest.
I feel very loved not only by family but by many others who have stepped in to help watch kids, runs errands, taken kids to appointments, made meals and have spent hours just visiting with me. Many more keep asking what they can do to help, my only answer has been to give it more time. We are just in the beginning of the many weeks that lie ahead.
