Chapter 1:Well this has certainly been an interesting week.
It's funny - as I look back on the last seven days, it really seems like I should be discouraged or more tired, but I'm totally not... I'm energized and excited for tomorrow.
Monday and Tuesdays were two of the most productive days I've had in almost my whole life and I felt on top of my game. UNTIL Tuesday night when my normal braxton hicks contractions turned stronger and stronger until I couldn't sit like normal or stand or do anything but lean over on all fours and whine. That night, I drank a lot of water and took some melatonin to pass out, but the next morning - as soon as I stood up, they started again.
Nick and I spent the morning kind of laughing about it - while I continued to run after the kids and cart Elias up and down the stairs each time he whispered "pee pee". By that afternoon though, I knew I had to call my doctor because I couldn't quite function. After a few hours of being monitored in labor and delivery and another day or so of the same massive, unending contractions - we started to figure out that this was different than what I've experience in my last two pregnancies and something we needed to take seriously.
So, I'm on "modified bedrest" which basically looks like normal life with some restrictions. No carrying Elias or carrying Glory for extended amounts of time. No running up the stairs sixteen times a day or sweeping after each meal. No two and half mile walks with Lauren and no cleaning my shower. Wait, I never do that. The point it, after a few days of watching it and being careful, I've started to get it under control.
Also, we still do not have a name for this child. We were totally set on one and totally threw it out the window. We may call him Elias Powell Connolly #2. I sure love that name for a boy.
On another note - we live life EXTREMELY modified here at New Beginnings. I'm serious you guys, you actually wouldn't believe 50% of the stories of what goes on here if I told you. I think Lauren and I are going to need to find a way to change the names in situations and any identifying characteristics and start posting a story a week. Maybe we'll call it "How-in-the-heck-do-we-not-pee-our-pants-daily-Wednesday" or something. Maybe "Why-haven't-we-started-to-pull-our-hair-out-this-is-so-nuts-Thursday"?
I'll be doing life extremely modified the next few days, sans husband. If you saw the video from my last post, or if you ever read my blog, or if you even know me in general - you know I'm mildly obsessed with my mate. I think he's just about the greatest thing in the whole world and I don't like doing a night away from him, much less FOUR! When he is gone for a night, I usually turn into a driveling pile of dog doodoo, but I have to say I'm really excited for this trip for him. I'm excited to spend a few funny days with my bebes alone. I'm also excited because this is going to be such a great trip for Nick, BUT, I'm going to let him blog about all the details.
My list of things to do at night while he is gone:
LOTS of tv, obvi.
paint my nails.
clean my shower. (ha)
read the 50,000 baby name book in it's entirety.
whatever else fun you guys suggest.
ok. that's it for me, now.
have a good Sunday night, loves.