birthday cocktail

I've already declared what my 35th birthday drink will be...frozen blueberry VODKA lemonade. Sun shining. On a boat. Jumping up and down simply because I can - with no mention of my weakened cervix or scarred uterus. I was pregnant last year on my birthday too so I deserve a celebratory cocktail. Or six.

Listening to the song "Hey Soul Sister" today, the line "the smell of you in every single dream I dream..." hit me, and I thought of this beautiful baby growing in me, and how it has been two years now since we started trying for this second child...and truly - this baby has been in nearly every dream, every breath we've taken, every movement that Robbie and I have made. One more. One more is all I ask for...for now.

"Dreams are necessary to life."
- Anais Nin

bed rest day 4

At least I don't have to poop in a pan... I mean honestly, people have to do that on bed rest. I keep reminding myself of the positives... the good things, the things I should be thankful for - and there are so many.
I'm hesitant to start a blog because I don't want the 6 people that read it to think that I am declaring that my life is in the most terrible state, that I am anybody particularly special, or that I really have anything all that interesting to say. The uterus & cervix talk can get quite exhausting after all. But - since I am spending ALL DAY in bed, I am going to write about it anyway...so I thought I'd put some fancy flowers around it.
It's day 4, and after my birthday weekend, a pile of magazines, 2 good books to look forward to, and a new subscription to netflix, I have to say that I am not crying about it.

Of course I do have a ways to go...Due date 1/6. Bed rest should last until 36 wks - mid December - when I get my cerclage out. Sweet Jesus.

“It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it.”

-Rainer Maria Rilke