I'm trying to figure out the difference between "bed-rest" and my normal life. There's at least one difference. For example, I'm now allowed to be lazy and loaf around.
Everything looks good. So I either have something called "irritable uterus" or I'm in pre-term labor. The on-call Doctor sort of had an "only time will tell" attitude about the whole thing. I agree with him.
I get to see my doctor in 13 days. I think that's a good time frame for my uterus to just chill out and then, hopefully, I'll be just fine. Just fine.
In the meantime, I get to stay down until "they" stop. "They" are really starting to piss me off.
Something hilarious: On a directory sign it said "Suite 101, Midwifery" and Brett said, "I wonder if that's where they grow the midwives."
Having just bawled my eyes out and downed 64 oz of water, the pain I then encountered from laughter was acute, but very needed. I love my husband.
Also on a side note, I got to see my little peanut, who isn't such a little peanut anymore. It was sucking it's thumb and resting comfortably on my bladder, which was full with 64 oz of water.