Well, the walls aren't quite closing in on me yet! Jack is, as always, awesome. I get to get out of the house today to trudge over the hospital to give them my jug 'o pee. Yeah. I'm not going to focus on urine every blog post, but having a doctor approved outing is a plus today, regardless of the icky circumstances.
I broke the rules and prepped all of our meals for the week, with the exception of cleaning and trimming meats. I will let Todd handle the rest.
Big things that I'm unable to do:
Laundry (which I rarely do unless I'm out of underwear or clean towels)
Clean bathrooms (I've delegated this Todd's job since my right leg falls asleep when I'm bent over too long, so about 2 months, and I've never done the downstairs bathroom while pregnant because of the kitty litter)
Bathe Jack (see above, bending sucks)
Vacuum (HA! Like I did it before [okay, I did, once every couple of days under the highchair])
Cook (this isn't so much of an "unable" as a "it hurts my back to stand for too long, and I get contractions, so I'd rather not" thank the maker for freezer meals)
I really don't do much, especially with the pollen count being as high as it has been. It's just different when you chose not to do something versus being told you cannot do something. I'm a stubborn person and like to make my own decisions. I figured we have to keep this baby in the oven until at least November 5. She's still pretty active (by which I mean VERY active) so as long as she keeps moving and feeling like there are 2 babies in there, I'm not worried about her growth. I'm sure I'll have at least one ultrasound before she comes to do a biophysical profile on her to check for lung development. I remember these with Jack and they were always my favorite ultrasounds because they show so much more detail.
Until told otherwise, I've put myself on modified bed rest. The doctors are going to have to live with it, because I have a tiny dictator that demands things like food and diaper changes. The office is working with me to schedule my NSTs while Jack is at daycare. We decided to enroll him for a third morning starting in October. I'm not going to worry about the toy mess, the stairs, or the state of our closet. I can sit back and tell Todd what to do and where I want things. I just have to remember not to take over.
Days like this are when I am most grateful that I have a low key toddler. He is happy to sit and play with his trains for a while. I can hand him my phone and he plays his games for as long as we let him. He's learning hand-eye coordination with his Jake and the Never Land Pirates app. He does puzzles and is learning shape recognition. We've invested in some toddler friendly apps and he seems to be really enjoying them. If he gets bored of games, he knows how to put on Netflix and choose a "tchoo-tchoo" video to watch. He's been really into this weird coloring video. Yesterday he started saying "brown" and "orange" so I know he's learning something from my negligence. iPhones are excellent babysitters. Yes, he does real art, and plays with real puzzles. He likes to build with blocks and play with Lincoln Logs (although the longer logs usually turn into swords), and he still likes to play with his play food. The iPhone is an excellent distraction for the 8,000 times a day when I have to pee. It's also good for when I just need a minute to myself.
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