Sad Day

I found out yesterday that I am officially on bed rest due to high blood pressure. I guess for the remainder of my pregnancy. I probably should have asked but I was already freaking out at the words "bed" and "rest". In theory, that's 4 weeks. In reality, I'm aiming for more like 2 weeks.

I should look at the positives: no cleaning, no laundry, no making dinner, endless tv, lots of movies, books, naps, and computer time. All I can think about, though, is what a mess my house is, the dirty laundry is piling up, there's generally nothing good on tv, I'm eating waaaay too much and getting no exercise, and I feel like a horrible mother to Audrey right now. I feel like crying. But, deep down, I know that this won't last forever. Audrey won't remember me pawning her off on all my friends and family and forcing her to watch way too much tv. It won't matter if there are clean clothes because I can't go anywhere anyway. And once the baby is here, I'll feel like crying because I certainly won't have much time to myself!

I know the longer I can go, the healthier both the baby and I will be. Luckily, she is looking great and they aren't too concerned about her. Turns out I'm more in danger than she is. I think I finally realize how serious it is, but that still doesn't help the frustration I feel! Thanks to my wonderful mother, though, my pantry is now stocked with more snacks and junk food than I could ever imagine so anytime I start feeling sad (or bored, or hungry, or really any range of emotion), I can treat myself to a variety of chocolate snacks. That makes everything better, right?