Bye Bye, Bedrest!

Today, I went to the doctor to see Dr. M, but she wasn't in. Weird. I had to see Dr. H instead. I was hoping to be told that bedrest wasn't needed, since that was what Dr. M told me before would happen, but that wasn't what happened with Dr. H. Although I had no real change in fluid or with the baby's heartrate, I was told to stay on bedrest. Dr. H didn't even check to see if I had dilated anymore than before. I guess it didn't really matter to check if I wasn't having contractions. That weekend was my neighborhood block party, and I really wanted to go. I had thought of borrowing a wheelchair from my parents to get the couple of blocks to the event, but I decided against it at the last moment. Maybe doing some walking would change my status in some way. Who knew! When it was nearly 5pm on the 15th, we walked down to party. Dennis and Andrew were very far ahead of me, since I needed to take it really slowly. I hadn't done really any big movements in the past two weeks because of bedrest, so this was taking a lot out of me, not to mention the pressure I was feeling. Things were fine the entire night, though. I didn't have any contractions, nor did I go into labor. I decided that I was going to try to live a bit more off of bedrest, but I didn't plan on overdoing it by any means. Some of the moms from my moms' group were going to the local apple orchard on Monday, and I was wondering if I should try it. When Sunday came around, I started to feel lots of sharp pressure on my pelvic bone, so I decided against going. I thought the standing and walking would be too much for me to handle. I think it was a wise decision. Andrew and I spent time with my mom, so it all worked out.