33 weeks

Today is a new day. I am here in the hospital, pregnant and thankful that God has blessed us with more than 72 hours of additional baking for the little sweet potato cooking inside of me. Whether we have 12 more hours of 7 more days I can't say, but I am resting in God's control and knowing that He has the perfect birthday picked out!

Hospital stays are not easy. I feel like I'm in prison or something and even though I don't DO anything all day long, I'm tired and out of it. I consider myself blessed to be this far along; the outlook would not be as good if I were only 20 something weeks and my prison sentence could be much worse -- the goal is to make it to 34 weeks so next Wednesday. For now the baby looks good and while I am contracting some, they aren't regular/frequent and apparently "normal" for this type of scenario. I've been getting decent sleep - thanks to ambien - so should be about as well rested as I could possibly have hoped to be when we become a family of 4 :)

As far as everything and everyone else, all I can say is that I'm truly amazed. I knew my husband was awesome, but his ability to be a working dad AND mom at the same time, all while trying to finish up major home renovations with an emotional pregnant wife stuck in the hospital has been phenomenal. He's more than busy round the clock now, but is taking care of every detail his bed ridden wife thinks of and everything that I don't know about! And big girl J has taken everything in stride and while I'm told she asks about me often, she's truly handling all this better than I am ... perhaps I should try to emulate her strength :) Having this happen Thanksgiving week helped immensely with child care - Aunt Di and Dan have gotten to help out along with a lot of Grandma time. Everyone has the rest of the week off, so that is good.

And our extended family and friends have been more than wonderful. Not a day has gone by that I haven't had at least 3 visitors, some planned and some surprises, all so incredibly appreciated more than words can describe. Dominic hasn't had to worry about cooking, my family is working overtime trying to get the house finished up, and we can just feel a great big hug surrounding us and holding us together.

So, that's about all I can come up with as an update for now. While I sort of wish I had something more exciting to report, I guess it's a good thing that I don't!