Where Was I?

You may be wondering why, if I was on bedrest and had so much time on my hands, I didn't update the blog more often. All I can say is that long-term bedrest, like a marathon, is 90% mental and 10% physical. It takes a huge emotional toll on you, leaving you unable to concentrate, focus on things you enjoy, or even able to read a book. You basically spend most of your time wondering if the next thing you do, whether it's as simple as getting up to use the bathroom or bend over to put on socks, will be the one task the risks your baby's life--the one thing that causes my cervix to shorten or my water to break. That's pretty heavy stuff.

All of this to is to say that my 4-months of bedrest this time was honestly one of the hardest things I have ever done, and I'm so proud to have made it through. Of course, I wouldn't have made it without all the support from Eric and our families. They played a huge role in this too. I also wouldn't have made it without the support of "the girls" (Karen, Mandy, Laura, and Kerri), Liisa, Erin, and so many other friends and knowing so many people were thinking of us. I apologize to anyone I didn't say in close touch with or didn't see during that time. When you're stuck inside for so long, it's really hard to let people from "the outside" in and hear about what's going on beyond the four walls of the bedroom.

I also want to give a shout out to my friends in my moms of multiples group. Because so many of them had been on bedrest before or had complicated pregnancies, they totally got where I was coming from when I complained about aches and pains or just how bored I was. They heard me bitch and moan day in and day out, brought me food and gifts for the kids, checked up on me, and cheered on my cervix after each doctor's appointment. I can't thank them enough for putting up with me.

While I was laying in bed feeling sorry for myself, life did go on for everyone else, especially Piper and Fletch. Here are a few snapshots of things they did over those 4 months.

They played at the mall at the Microsoft store...

They played in the snow...

And colored with chalk in the driveway...

Got excited about cherry blossoms...

Visited Eric's office on Take Your Child to Work Day...

Got special treats for good behavior...

And discovered that their twin was their best playmate...

So, while the winter and spring were rough, we all came out the other end just fine, and with little Deacon as our reward. Not too bad for a few months of hard work.