What's been going on?

Well...I've been home.

Last Friday I went to see the Perinatal specialist at the hospital. She said my blood pressure was too high, the protein in my urine was too high, and that basically she was going to treat me as though I am borderline preeclamptic. She said she was not going to put me on official bed rest yet...but all in all, it was not a wonderful visit. Not awful...but not good.

So I went back to work after the appointment, and proceeded to burst into tears in the middle of the office. I was scared, worried, upset, nervous -- everything you can imagine. And then of course the boss called. I answered mid-sob and he could clearly tell I was shaken up about the whole ordeal. He sent me home for the day to rest and calm down.

That afternoon, the boss called and said he was putting me on bed rest (I think he called it pre-maternity leave?) until January 2nd, so that I can rest, hopefully figure out the situation, and put some more weight on baby boy (who by the way is already 4 pounds! 4 lbs at 29 weeks is pretty big!). This was a HUGE holiday gift from the boss.

So I'm on day 3 (well, 4 if you include Friday when I went home early) of "work mandated bed rest" and I'm pretty bored. I desperately want to clean up (and yes, I may pick up a couple things here and there). I want to run Christmas errands (sorry hubs, looks like your stocking will be pretty empty this year), wrap presents, and go out to dinner with Todd and my friends. But so far I have done a lot of sitting and laying. Sitting with my feet up on the coffee table, sitting stretched out on the couch, laying on my left side...you get the point.

I've kept my iPhone and laptop nearby to try and help out at work if possible...but mostly I feel useless. I have to keep reminding myself that I won't look back at this time and think "gee, i wish I had worked" and instead I'll think "man I'm glad I took the time to rest", but really it's hard to be away from work without a reason -- like being ill, or being on my honeymoon. I almost feel guilty about not being at work. Several people have told me that I am doing the most important job of all -- growing our baby. Which I agree with...it's just hard to feel like I'm not contributing to the job I've been doing for 6 years.

Whinnie has been a doll and a wonderful companion. I love having her curl up next to me and keep me company amidst my boredom. But her appetite has seemed to sky rocket since I've been home, and I fear she's going to turn into a little butterball.

Last night, because he knew the mess was driving me crazy and giving me severe anxiety/upping my blood pressure, Todd lugged the Dyson through out the house and vacuumed all of the floors. He also put away all of the Christmas storage bins that had been scattered around the living and dining rooms. I instantly felt better after he did all of this. Now if only I could convince him to dust the house...

Unfortunately after Todd had finished vacuuming last night, things took a little turn for the worse and he started to complain of a stomach ache. And then began vomiting around 10pm. He was up and down with it (for lack of a nice explanation) coming out of both ends until about 2am. I was up with him (well, I was awake...I didn't really know how to help at that point) and felt fortunate to not have to try to get up and ready for work at 6am today, since neither of us slept most of the night (Whinnie however slept just fine!). Todd has been in bed pretty much all day. I've been taking his temperature (no fever), trying to feed him things like toast, rice, and chicken broth, and pushing the water and Gatorade. But sadly, all of those food keep coming back up. Which makes me think this is clearly not a case of food poisoning, but rather a good old fashioned stomach bug.

So tonight I'm planning on sleeping in the same place that I have been spending the last few days -- on the couch -- in hopes of avoiding sharing Todd's germs. The last thing I want to do is be hunched over the toilet with a basketball under my shirt, and a lack of stomach muscles, watching everything I've eaten recently come back up. I'm hoping I can be comfortable on the couch though, or else I might have to risk the germs, and get in bed anyway.

Oh -- and regarding my perinatal visit, I went for my first fetal monitoring non-stress test yesterday and the baby looks good, but they really didn't have any other updates for me. Except that they want me to come in for weekly monitoring tests and do weekly 24 hour urine collections (yippee). I'm very grateful that they are monitoring baby boy and making sure everything is ok. The last thing we would want right now would be for me to go in to early labor. While baby boy is looking good and is growing strong and fast, we want him to keep baking in there until February 22nd! Or 25th.

Not to mention we have two baby showers in January (just got the invite to the shower my sister in law is hosting -- SO ADORABLE! From the invitation it looks like the shower is going to be a circus theme, which is so exciting!! I can't wait!!). And with Todd being sick today, I had to reschedule our baby care class (which was supposed to be tonight from 6:30pm - 9:30pm) to February 2nd, because it was the only other available class date before my due date.

So that's about where we are now...a lot of boredom, vomiting, and resting going on in our house. But baby boy looks good, and that's the most important thing right now! Fingers crossed for a speedy recovery for Todd, and a complete avoidance of getting ill for me!