We did get to come home on Saturday night, thank goodness, and I'm on strict bed rest as we thought. This means that I'm to stay laying down on my left or right side at all times, only getting up to use the restroom and to take an occasional shower, and I have to eat in a reclined position also, as sitting up causes contractions almost every time. Brant has been completely awesome getting everything all set up for me to be as comfortable as possible in the loft TV area, stocking my immediate reach with all manner of entertainments and snacks. What would I do without him?! He even brought me up a cooler of snacks and lunch before he left for work today. That guy's a real gem...
Brant's brought the dogs upstairs to visit me some, and they both seem to be attune to the new vibe in the house. They've taken turns laying with me and snuggling my belly, which is just so crazy cute...as if they're bonding with their little buddy already and being gentle with me in my fragile state. Love these fur balls.
[Sam resting his head on my belly]
[Rosie curled up around my belly]
