We are in the home stretch, but still have a couple openings if you would like to help out.
Here is the mealtrain:
https://mealtrain.com/7wqzd2
Here is the spreadsheet to help with the girls:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1PZ2p34JaEpbLI3IYy2GTMrGFNXx1n60fP1AKJ_ffHWg/edit#gid=0
Asking for help is hard. It's not something I enjoy at all. I'd rather just handle what needs to be done and not bother anyone. This season has been full of challenges - physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. But God is so good. He takes what the enemy means for evil and turns it into beauty. He transforms ashes to glory.
People are asking, "How's bedrest?". The short answer: good. The longer answer: this blog post.
My long answer is still good, by the way. I can't complain. I have an incredible community surrounding me and helping me take care of the girls. My husband is a real life superhero who has taken care of the girls, me, and the house all while doing his normal responsibilities. My aunt has come into town and will be coming back into town to help with the girls to give my friends and husband a little break. I am blessed beyond measure.
For those of you who want to actually know what is going on physically, I will share. My back muscles are spazzing, which the only cure for is not sitting so much and not being pregnant anymore. So I can't really do much about that. I have intense round ligament pain that makes getting up and down, showering, and rolling over in bed difficult tasks. Heartburn is out of control, and I'm starting to get nauseated again like the first trimester. Fun. I get out of breath walking from room to room, and it's getting harder to hold Beau. I'm not supposed to be holding her right now anyway, but even the smallest amount of holding her and I'm hurting and breathing heavy. I'm honestly a little nervous about recovering from a csection after being on bedrest. I'm so weak physically which I'm not really used to. It will just be another humbling part of this journey, I'm sure.
One quick update: we did go back to the hospital last week. I was having contractions for 4 hours that were consistently 2-4 minutes apart. I hadn't progressed, and they were able to get them to stop, so we got to go home the same day we came in. Thankfully. We are hoping and praying for no more hospital visits until I actually get to take my little boy home!
My physical state might be declining with this pregnancy and bedrest, but my heart is so full. I just have to last 3 more weeks on bedrest. I can do that. Then just 3 more weeks after that until I meet my boy, unless he comes early. Then I will be recovering from a csection, but I will have the sweetest little snuggle buddy, that I won't mind much. There is so much to look forward to.
Thank you so everyone who has signed up to help with meals, and the girls. Some of you have even helped clean my house which has been such a blessing!
Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for supporting my family while we keep this little one cooking as long as possible. I'm eternally grateful.
