Monday, March 12, 2007

Bed Rest: Part I

Okay, I'm going to be honest, here: Typing while lying on my side is wonky and SLOW, and frankly, I don't like it much. (If I sit up, the contractions start). So I probably won't be blogging every day for a while.
Besides, it's not like I'll have a whole hell of a lot to blog about, laying in bed all day, right? ;-)

This weekend was pretty good, though. Hubby has this knack of "gathering the troops" (aka KIDS) and rallying them to clean the house like I never did. Maybe because they're sick of "me" telling them to pick up after themselves, vacuum, clear the table, empty the trash, etc. etc.

Apparently, having someone NEW, telling them to do these same things, made all the difference. Saturday morning Hubby told the kids no one was eating breakfast until the main part of the house was spotless. (That's a new one I've never thought of: witholding food until they cooperate!) Naturally they were all starving, so for the next hour and a half everyone vacuumed, swept, scoured, scrubbed, emptied trash, dusted and polished until it looked like Molly Maids had just swept through. I came out to get a drink of water (if I go real fast it's not too bad) and I was amazed.
Then Hubby made cinnamon rolls for everyone, and bacon and juice, and I got my breakfast in bed.
Man, I'm lucky!

We survived the Daylight Saving Time thing without a hitch, too, I guess. I was all freaked out because we needed to download some tricky patch to our Treo phones but apparently since they're synched with the wireless they updated themselves when we simply powered them off and on. And the computers were fine, too. So Hubby just had to go through the house and manually change all the clocks. (Okay, we have a LOT of clocks!)

Sunday was so beautiful...the sun was out and the air was mild--it was almost 60 degrees here! The snow is melting fast and we're supposed to have gorgeous weather until Wednesday, and then it all goes to hell and freezes up again for a solid week, in which we get MORE snow. Such is Spring in Wisconsin. You think it's actually going to happen, and then BANG! Never mind! More snow comes and it freezes again. We honestly can't count on consistent warm weather until late May, here. Luckily I don't suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder. That would be brutal.

Well, time to turn over on my other side, and the computer needs to be shut off. I don't want to catch the bed on fire. After that, I'll read, and then, I'll read, and then, I'll read, and hey, wow, I have my entire day planned out!

Sorry, the urge to be a smartass is still pretty strong. But I'm tougher than I think.

I think...

4 comments:

Devon Ellington said...

Sorry you have to go through such discomfort. Glad your husband's militarized the household and is keeping it running -- takes off some of the stress. But it's still tough when staying in bed for the day is a "have to" instead of a "want to".

Car shopping -- can I just say how much I HATE dealing with car salesmen? Sexist whatevers. They think I don't know how to put up the hood of a car and take a look and tell whether or not something's running well.

A couple of guys I know offered to come and negotiate with me, but gosh darn it, I'm a union negotiator who has multi-million dollar producers quivering -- I can negotiate my own gosh darned car!!!!

(Can you tell I'm a little obsessed?)

Anyway, feel better soon. I'm sending good calm baby stay-put-and-cook thoughts to you.

Karen said...

You need a little bell to ring when you need something. Then a member of your little army can bring you water and you can stay put!

Michelle Miles said...

Poor you. I've been thinking about you all day! You are tough. You are a woman, yes? We are women hear us roar! hehe And hey I finally blogged, so you'll have something to read - AND I replied to your email.

That is amazing that Hubby can do that. I'm sure it is a psychological thing - it's Daddy and not you telling them to hop to. ;) Hey - there's nothing wrong with that at all!

You hang in there. I'm here if you need me. :)

Devon Ellington said...

A college friend of mine is diabetic and she had to be in bed for the last FIVE MONTHS of each of her pregnancies. I don't know how she did it. She had a twenty minute walk-around twice a day to keep her muscles from atrophying, and then had to have PT after the births. I'd forgotten about that until last night.