We are now going on week 3 of bed rest and I feel like I am going to lose my mind from all the TV I have been watching. I am not a couch potato, but this is my life for the remainder of this pregnancy. I thought I would never say it, I do miss working just a little bit because I am someplace other than trapped on the sofa or the bed. There will probably be a permanent impression of my butt on the sofa! I know later down the line I will regret thinking that and wish for the days of bed rest and TV! The highlight of my weeks so far is my weekly visit to see the Doctor. How do you like that!

I do have to say that I am fortunate and grateful that my parents have come down to help me. I like to call them the warden since they won't let me do not one single thing. They take me to my appointments, cook, clean, grocery shop, and rearrange everything to make things easier for them. But I should not complain since they are sacrificing their time as well and are stuck just like me most of the time. My parents have been here for 2 weeks now and DJ is just barely starting to warm up to them. He has become quite shy in the last few months and refuses to let them hold him or give him kisses. Just high fives and knuckles. Once in awhile he will tell them something, but he usually sticks to me or Dave like glue. I hope life returns to normal soon or a semblance of normalcy since we will have a new family member soon...I hope the dogs are OK with that!

As for DJ and Dave, they are handling things pretty well. Dave has pretty much taken over the care of DJ. He gets him up in the morning, takes him to daycare, picks him up, plays with him, bathes him, and then puts him down. My job is to clothe him in the morning and feed him. Daddy is now #1 for DJ. My spot has been taken. I guess it will be a good thing since I will have the primary care of Yvie when she is born.