Another Day of Torture

Because I live in PODUNK, I don't get the results of my beta until tomorrow.

T O R T U R E !

xoxo

The end of pampering

Tomorrow I will be free to not lay down the entire day, roll over when I want to, stretch my aching pinched nerve, and take a SHOWER! The warden brought in my husband to guilt me into not taking a shower so I wouldn't "risk it." And while I sound like I am bemoaning the fact that I've had luxurious bed rest, I've actually really appreciated the fact that my sister has used three out of her four days off to take care of her baby sister! She is now requesting naming rights for my first born. :)

In other fun news, I think I'm getting a UTI which I've only had once in my life. I'm downing unsweetened cranberry juice like tequila shots and have now been banned from the cookie jar and all other sugary things. Fun times people. 

And yes, I'm still incredibly chipper and hopeful that this will work. While I'd like to think that I'm feeling implantation cramps, it's probably those stinky bubbles that plague my system. Isn't that a lovely way to celebrate the Hallmark holiday? 

And speaking of Valentine's day? Boo Hiss!

xoxo

Who likes resting?

Resting is overrated when it is enforced. It's really only fun when it's a guilty pleasure nap that you take on a Friday afternoon after work or a lazy day in bed reading a favorite book. When you have a warden telling you that you can only roll on your side for five minutes at a time for not more than an hour? Torture!

And that's right, my dear dark sister is now my scary warden. "I wouldn't cross her either" said a family friend via text this morning.  However despite her torture techniques, she's really being quite an excellent sister in fetching whatever food I want including bagels and chinese food, occasionally handing me the remote control, and serving up some excellent glasses of water complete with a straw.

Since my parents left me to go on their annual wine trip up the coast, we have taken over their huge king size sleep number bed. Haha, take that! No seriously, they are super excited yesterday and my mom came over to rub my tummy and whisper sweet snuggly phrases to them. I normally would think it was kind of icky-sweet but the look on her face made me melt.

I hope this works. I hope this works.

xoxo