My first day of 'bed rest' was...weird. Knowing that I would never have to go back to work was so freeing...although I understood that I had the best, most important job in the world headed my way.
I felt really well. I still had feet like Barney Rubble, but I was free to prop them up while sporting my sweats if I wanted to. It was great!
I decided that I should prepare for my sweet girl's arrival by washing her clothes and getting them put away. I loved being in her room...I sat in the rocker daydreaming of her. I couldn't wait to hold her in my arms!
Other than the tiny laundry, I had a rather lazy day.
Who knew that daytime TV could be so mind-numbing?