I have officially been on bedrest for 6 days now. This is SOOOOOO much harder to do with a toddler. London can not understand why his mom has gotten so lazy recently.

Here is a quick review of the last 6 days.

Day one after my 20 week u/s) I kind of enjoyed bedrest on this day. I was really enjoying being waited on hand and foot. Not having to jump up every 20 seconds to get London juice, cheetos, yogurt, fruit, etc... Instead I just laid back relaxed and told him to ask Daddy.

Day 2) I woke up excited about what the day would bring, but then realized all it would bring was a couch.

Day 3) This isn't fun anymore. My butt, hips, and back is starting to hurt from sitting/laying  23.75 hours a day (I am allowed to get up to use the bathroom and shower).

Day 4) I had a bit of an attitude problem on this day. "No, I don't want you make me anything to eat. I want to make my own Da** PB and  f****** J sandwich." Mike left to go out of town for the week and my mom, the bedrest warden, came into town to baby sit me (and London). She yelled at me one time for getting up to take my medicine. I know she is right, but wow this sucks not being able to do anything for myself.

Day 5)  OMG, this is horrible. At least when I was pregnant with  London and on bedrest, I could lounge in bed all day without having to feel bad about not entertaining my child. I have horrible mommy guilt because he is so bored all the time. PBS is our best friend these days. Sad, but true.

Day 6) Countdown to my appointment tomorrow has started. T minus 23 hours and I am HOPEFULLY released from full bedrest and just put on some form of modified bedrest/just take it easy. It all depends on how my cervix looks tomorrow. Fingers crossed it has lengthened.

This is so much harder this time around!

Well, I went to the Dr today for my 34 week check up and it seems I am officially 2 cm dilated now. I am also off bed rest now, so things might actually start moving along. I am still going to take it easy over the next few weeks for 2 reasons 1) I'm trying to keep London in until 36 weeks so HOPEFULLY he won't have to go to the NICU. And 2) I can't move!! I have gotten to the point where walking is even painful. There is so much pressure down there from his head, I feel like I'm trying to walk with a bowling ball in my *you know where*. Getting up off the couch is hard enough and I am out of breath by the time I get into the kitchen to get a new bottle of water. However, I am not complaining!! Ok, well kinda I am, but I know its for a really good reason.

I am really excited, because his room is pretty much 100% complete. The only thing left for us to do is a few decorative touches. We got his crib last weekend and Mike put it together in record time (Don't worry, there were no extra pieces when he was done, HaHa). We have his Pack-N-Play all set up in our room, as well as his swing, papasan chair, stroller, and car seat. I have also finished washing all of his clothes, blankets, and burp clothes. The only thing we are really waiting for at this point is.....HIM! I also went out today and picked up the last few things to put in my hospital bag. So that is also done. I can't believe, that after all of the time of waiting and trying to get pregnant then trying to keep him in, we are finally in the home stretch. More than likely by this time next month, I will be holding my little man.

Ok well I better be going. I am in much need of a cup of Sonic ice. By the way, that is the only thing this entire pregnancy that I have craved. Thank goodness Sonic sells there ice by the bag for only $2. It's so great not to have to run out at all hours of the night just for a cup of ICE!!

So I went to the Dr yesterday for my weekly appt and it seems that I am now dilated to 1 cm. While I know that 1 cm is not a HUGE amount, the dr still seemed very concerned. He said it is NOT a good sign that I'm only 28w4d and already starting to dilate. He kept me on my meds told me to increase my water intake (from 10 cups to 12 cups a day) and STAY ON BED REST!!! I have to admit with the holidays, I have not been taking things as easily as I should have been. However now I have been sent back to sitting on my butt all day every, every day again. My new personal goal is to keep London cooking until Feb 9th which will have me at 35 weeks. However, anything after 34 weeks (Feb 1st) is a VICTORY in my eyes.

So I went to the Dr today and he decided to run a fFN test on me. Here is a little definition of what fFN is according to the March or Dimes:

Fetal fibronectin (fFN) is a protein produced during pregnancy and functions as a biological glue, attaching the fetal sac to the uterine lining. During the first trimester and for about half of the second trimester (up to 22 weeks of gestation), fFN is normally present in the cervico-vaginal secretions of pregnant women. In most pregnancies, after 22 weeks, this protein is no longer detected until the end of the last trimester (one to three weeks before labor).

The presence of fFN during weeks 24-34 of a high-risk pregnancy, along with symptoms of labor, suggests that the "glue" may be disintegrating ahead of schedule and alerts doctors to a possibility of preterm delivery.

Or the way the way Dr E described it to me is: They test to see if your body is starting to prepare for labor. If the test comes back negative, there is less than a 1% chance that you will go into labor in the next 2 weeks. However, if the test comes back positive it does mean that you are at an increased risk of going into labor in the next 2 weeks, but it's NOT a guarantee. Basically a negative result is a really good thing (especially since he was going to take me off my meds and bed rest if it was negative) but a positive result does not mean you are DOOMED to have your baby in the next 14 days.

Well you may have already guessed based on the title of this entry, my test came back positive. So now I am at an increased risk of going into labor over the next two weeks, so I have to stay on my meds AND bed rest for a while longer. I have to reiterate, this test does NOT mean that I WILL go into labor, but just that I am at an increased risk. The goal is to stay on the meds and bedrest and to try to put off labor for AS LONG AS POSSIBLE, whether that be 2 weeks or 12 weeks from now.

I honestly thought my test would come back negative. I thought that all this preterm labor stuff was just one big misunderstanding. Like maybe my uterus some how made up this big lie just to get some extra attention from the Dr while I was in the hospital for my "kidney infection". I guess not!

I guess this really is REAL!!!

Well I was finally released from the hospital on Wednesday (5 nights after I originally checked in). I'm doing really well. My contractions have stopped and London seems to be content with staying put for at least a little while longer. From here on out, I am on modified bedrest. So basically I am supposed to lounge around all day for the next 3 months. No cooking, cleaning, or shopping. Nothing that would cause me to be on my feet for more than just a few mins. However, the Dr said if I wanted to run to Publix to grab a gallon of milk or something just to get out of the house, that it would be OK. So I'm trying to take it as easy as possible. I am on a medicine (procardia) that I have to take every 6 hours, that really helps keep the contractions away. I also have a standing once a week appt with my Dr for the rest of the pregnancy.

My mom and sister came in for Thanksgiving, which was great. My mom cooked a TON of food and it was sooo good, I have not eaten anything but thanksgiving left overs since the dinner on Thursday. Oh and I still have about another 2-3 days worth in the fridge, MMMmmMMMMmmMMM!!.

Don't worry, Mike is taking good care of me. However, he is not 100% right now either. He ran a marathon on Thanksgiving day (yep, all 26.2 miles) so he has been a little sore from that. You should see us right now. I feel GREAT but can't get up to do anything and he is super sore and HAS to get up to do everything. Oh well, he will be back to 100% in the next day or so, and that should be about the time when our Thanksgiving leftovers run out. HAHAHAHA.