Today's appointment went well. I somehow managed to eat my weight in Kit-Kats this week, while being plopped on my bum and didn't gain anything. So I'm still sitting at a total of 12 lbs. I guess contracting every freaking night burns a lot of calories! My blood pressure was 120/68, which is the highest reading I've had, but still within normal ranges.
I asked the doctor if I was fine to return to normal activities and was rewarded with a "Are you stupid?" look. He told me that with my history and taking into account how scary last week was, there is no way I can go back to normal life. So, he has put me on modified bedrest, meaning that I can only do what is absolutely necessary. Given that I have 4 small children, I see that as just about everything, but he was adamant that I do not overdue it. This will last four weeks and after that, when I've hit 35 weeks, if I'm still pregnant, I can do whatever I want. He feels comfortable delivering her at that point. If Presley doesn't behave and labor starts up again, it's back to immediate strict bedrest until 35 weeks.
So, after speaking with my math prof., it looks like I have to file for an Incomplete in the class and then I have up to a year to make it up. That really sucks, but I don't want to work something out and then find myself in the same predicament in a couple weeks. However, it will be nice not to have the added stress right now. I'll still finish my art class. That's all online and no point on giving that up.
So, here we are. I figure I can still do dishes and fold laundry, if Josh hauls the heavy baskets everywhere. Josh's mom has offered to take over driving Avery to and from school, since I shouldn't be doing that much driving. She's also offered to do dinner on the nights that Josh works, but I figure the kids won't die if they have cereal or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches once in a while.
Well, one thing I CAN do while sitting here is work...so I better stop putting it off and just get it done!