It is Mother's Day. I am still here, in the hospital with nothing to report except that I am still here.
Hope is growing and wriggling and kicking me. I hear her galloping heartbeat several times a day which is so very reassuring.
My mothers day brekky has just arrived. Breakfast in bed complete with white carnation. How sweet! I have treated myself to a cooked breakfast this morning. The food here is really very good with lots of variety. The vegies aren't overdone and the soups are delicious!
I saw James yesterday for the first time in 10 days. It was so good to see him, snuggle him and smell him. I've said it before - the very hardest thing about this whole bedrest palaver is being away from my family.
Mentally I think I'm holding up quite well. I am trying to stay positive despite feeling so helpless when my little boy was homesick last week. I've been here almost 2 weeks and have settled into the comforting routine of hospital life of doctors rounds and regular obs.
This pregnancy is NOT just about Hope and I ( Hope and me?). We are being supported my family and friends and relying heavily on others for help at home and with James. My sister, BIL and two girls hosted James this last week and a bit. James was in a loving and safe environment and wanted for nothing. Thank you to the big hearted Fordes who really already had enough on their plate. If and when we can ever help please just ask.
My Dr talked to me about going home at 28 weeks. We will talk more as the date, 19 June, gets closer and I mustn't get too ahead of ourselves as there's plenty of time between now and then. It is 5 weeks and 4 days away. I have almost done a third of my term! Cup half full people! Cup half full.
I oscillate between not allowing myself to get too excited and attached to Hope and thinking that golly gosh, we could just have a baby girl at the end of it all. Whatever that end entails. I don't know the right way to think. So I try not to. But I catch my growing tummy in the mirror and I cannot ignore the facts. She is in there, and growing stronger every day.
I had lots of lovely visitors this week. And they all brought food. So much food. I have pared back my ordering from the menu to accommodate all the delicious fruit and treats my friends have given.
I was quite unwell the first week I was in here and kind of lost a few days. I had a cough that the Dr was particularly concerned about. Don't want to bust this stitch, cos that would really mean the end.
I have ordered some yarn online to make a poncho for my niece. I can't wait for it to arrive and to make a start. Want to get it done so she can wear it while the weather is good for it. Who doesn't love a poncho?
I am watching Season 2 of Downton Abbey, I've seen it before but it's so good I'm glad to watch it again. Seasons 3 and 4 should come today. Also watching Orange is the new black which I am enjoying. Have my nose stuck in a fabulous book - thank you Dangar book club, set in North Korea. Fascinating and funny - who'd a thunk it!
So....my news is good. Things are quiet where they should be quiet. And baby is moving. I feel quite well.