Go ahead and grab your spoons because I am about to gush over my husband for a moment.......I know! I know! GAG ME! But, seriously, guys, I just have to brag about how well he is doing with all this. He has had a pretty big culture shock, I think since last Thursday. He's always been a help around the house, but now that he has to do EVERYTHING -- that's a big change. Admittedly there are some things that I just have to take a deep breath and remind myself that I can "fix" it after I have the baby (i.e. since last Thursday the boys' closet has transformed from and organized, albeit very full, closet to something that resembles a trailer park after a tornado). BUT! Every.single.night. Charlie makes supper...and then cleans EVERYTHING up afterward. He washes down the table, hand washes my pans, loads the dishwasher.... To me, that's a big deal. I mean, I do that normally every night, but he constantly reminds me that the dishes could always wait til the next day, and I know it would not bother Charlie in the least little bit to let the dishes sit in the sink for a day or two or to have crumbs on the table until the next meal, but!!!! he keeps it all up for me -- to keep me happy. And, people, I cannot even tell you how much that makes me wanna hug that man. He has also kept the house very tidy (with the exception of the boys' closet -- which the boys need to keep that tidy, but they are only 5 and 6 years old, and they need some direction still in that area....) -- every day he puts blankets back in the blanket basket and has the kids pick up their toys and pitches junk mail and puts shoes in the shoe basket, etc. etc..... He has also waited on me hand and foot without complaining. Granted, I have heard a couple meant-to-be joking comments, but he honestly has not complained or made me feel bad for asking for anything.
I am getting better about dealing with all this. Barb had a great point that I hadn't really thought of (even tho it makes so much freakin' sense I SHOULD have!) -- right now, it's Charlie's time to take care of the house and me and it's my time to take care of the most important thing of al....this little baby inside me. (Thanks Barb!) Don't get me wrong -- I really REALLY wanna get back to work and some sort of normalcy, but I am at least not laying around crying over it anymore. Again, guys, keep your fingers crossed that Thursday is a good day at the doc for us and I can at least resume work.
Okay, enough about me....we have sick kids in the house right now. Sam is currently finishing an antibiotic for an ear infection and respiratory infection. He has stopped the coughing, but he's been to the school nurse twice since he started the meds complaining of earaches, and the nurse checks the ear, and its still red. Thing is -- he never complains about it at home.... Anyway, I do think he's on the mend, but now, Willie is sick -- he's got a stuffy nose, his eyes are a bit bloodshot, and he occassionally coughs. He told me this morning he didn't feel good. Brittany also has a cough. Dustin was sick last weekend, but I believe he is for the most part better. I hope they can all kick it quick -- I'm sure the change in weather right now is contributing to the sniffles.
Now, back to me! Oh, and this is totatlly TMI, so if you care not to know every single detail of my life, just skip this paragraph......I have another "sickness" going on at the moment. Since about, oh, I'd say Saturday, I have had poop issues. Now, this is something that is rather common during pregnancy, as is something else that often develops with poop issues (are you following me), but, well, now, it's all turned psychological for me. Because of the secondary issue, the primary issue has been worsened -- because now I am too scared to "try to go" ...... I talked to the doc about it and she told me to just buy an over-the-counter mild laxative/stool softner. So, I did. But, so far, it has not helped. And, well, I hate to complain, but I AM MISERABLE!!!!! Really, miserable does not even describe how I feel. It's worse than miserable! My tummy hurts, my nether regions hurt, and every time I get up to go to the bathroom I almost have a damned panic attack! It's becoming difficult to even relax enough to potty..... And when the baby moves, it's so uncomfortable, which SUCKS because I love to feel him kick and roll. But, because of all the ... uh, turmoil... in that region, the moving is not really a pleasant experience right now. I took my second dose of over-the-counter cure this morning, and I'm very hopeful that by the next time I post I am feeling much, MUCH better. Okay....now, you made it through THAT! I'll share a funny with you..........and, it's TMI, too, but I think it's funny nonetheless. You know how sometimes when you "have to go" there is some, uh, side effects..... Well, Sam came in the bedroom this morning to give me a kiss and hug before he hopped on the bus for school. He leaned over the bed for a hug, and then jerked back, plugged his nose and said, "EW! You stink like fart!" Thaaaaanks, Sam! That makes me feel better!!! *sigh*
So sorry for that last paragraph, but I had to complain about it! Anyhoo....Sarah asked the other day for some pics....I told Charlie that he has to take a picture of me tonight, and he promised to do so. Then, I need to have him put some pics on the laptop for me and I"ll post them. We keep our picture files on a desktop computer, and since I"m taking this whole bedrest deal seriously, I have not/will not get up and go sit at the desk -- I'm keep my ass planted in bed or on the couch. Aren't you proud of me!?!?!?!??! : ) BUT! Pictures will come at some point....I promise.
I feel like I've just talked your ear off this morning, so, I'm gonna shut'er down, even tho I could talk and talk and talk......I'm kinda lonely! : ) So, you guys have a good day. I'd imagine I"ll update Friday -- Thursday is busy w/a doc appt and then a sonogram. TTYL and HAGD!