Oh My...

I went to the doctor on Monday. Found out I was dilated to almost a 2. Not good news for a person with a history of pre-term labor, who is taking medication to stop contractions, and is only 33 weeks.

The doc isn't going to put me on full bed rest- yet. I am very grateful for that. Spending months in bed with Nathan was hard enough. However, until January (36 weeks) I am not allowed to shop, clean, lift, do laundry, cook, etc., etc., etc. Basically, anything that is not point A to point B movement is off limits. If I am still dilating after my appointment on the 30th, I will have full bed rest for a week with steroid shots to get the baby's lungs ready for the world.

On that note, Ken got home from work at about 7:00 tonight. He had said he would make dinner since I couldn't.

All I can say is I had better not ever die!

My husband is an amazing cook! However, he is not a "cook to feed a family everyday" kind of cook. He microwaved a large plate of chicken nuggets for us all to share off one plate. He was going to leave it at that, but I told him they kids had to have something else to eat in addition to the nuggets.

The boys got a packet of fruit snacks and a juice box.

I sat there and watched my husband teach my little guys how to live in a bachelor pad.

I even offered to open a can of fruit, but they were having fruit snacks- doesn't that count?

Oh my...