34 weeks exactly. Notice the puffy sleep-deprived eyes. *sigh* There is no position left that I can comfortably sleep in. The best is the lazy boy. But you should see my feet-- my right foot in particular. It looks like it belongs on a 500 lb. caveman. The children were most entertained today. Every time the thought occurred to them, they'd rush over and see if my foot was still growing into a giant.
This pose demonstrates the position I find myself in when I'm standing or walking (only to the bathroom of course since I'm on bedrest). I worry that if I don't hold up this gigantic belly it might fall off or something.
So, Friday I got discharged from the hospital to go home on bedrest. After nearly two weeks of monitoring the babies and frequently checking my cervix, they determined I was safe to go home. The babies never showed signs of distress on the monitors. And my cervix stayed at 1 cm despite the constant contractions. The doctor said I could dance around after 34 weeks. lol
However, yesterday I called my local OB to ask him if it was normal or okay that my stomach is numb. If you go out about a 4 to 5 inch radius from my belly button and draw a circle around it, the whole area is numb. It's kind of a weird sensation really-- or rather, lack of sensation. Anyways, he said it's normal since I'm so full of baby right now and something or other about the nerves and the thinness of the abdominal wall.
Then my OB told me that he discussed me at great length over the weekend with the doctor from the other hospital. And even though they believe 34 weeks is a safe time, he prefers I "lay down on my left side and not move until 35 weeks." He said, "You are on complete bedrest. No cooking. No cleaning. No shopping. You understand?" I said, "Yes sir. My mother-in-law is here and taking care of all of us nicely."
So, that's my current story-- hoping for 7 more days. Tonight I decided though, if I can make it to August 30th, that would be really good. I'll be 36 weeks 5 days. That's a special day for me. It's Danny's grandma's birthday. It's one of my best friend's birthday. It's my sister-in-law Amy's birthday. And it's the day I said good-bye to my childhood dog, Tara. So, if I can make it to 36 weeks 5 days, I'll be doing laps around the block and possibly drinking Milk of Magnesia. ;)