It's an important job.
Holding down the couch so that it doesn't run away.
It's also boring. And tiring...for some strange reason.
Bedrest continues. Contractions are sporadic. My butt is numb. My pelvis is on fire. I'm sleeping like crap.
I'm still pregnant.
I've got to be the most useless....yet useful...person on the planet. I can't clean. I can't cook. I can't go to school. I can't do dishes. I can't drive.
I'm really important to one teeny, tiny, little 3 lb 9 oz girl.
And she's all that matters right now.
Keep growing, baby girl! Keep growing!