I’m bored. I was ordered to stay in bed, and I hate it. The baby is due any day, and my feet are so swollen that I can't really get my shoes on.
That’s why I’m on bed rest. Staying in bed has been a challenge; I can’t sit still for this long.
I never thought I would be grateful for getting up to go to the bathroom, but I am. It means I get to get out of bed.
“Julie, I need to pee,” I call over to the nurse Stephen hired to babysit me while he is at the office.
I have only been on bed rest this week, so she hasn’t been here that long. She has three little ones, so she definitely knows what it’s like to be pregnant.
Julie came over to the bed and helped me up. “Okay, mama, easy now,” Julie said as she got me standing.
“Oh, there goes my back again. I hate this,” I said, my hand moving
