Bed Rest

I am sitting here at the breakfast table having finished my mom's fluffy home-made pancakes. Not too bad of a perk considering. You see, Joel realized that having doctors orders requiring me to stay on bed rest meant more work for him. Considering how much he had been doing prior to the Bed Rest orders, Joel decided that mother was needed. So he quickly called my mom, got her on a plane and thus we have a self proclaimed maid.
What does having my mother here mean? Well, it is hot breakfast, hot lunch and fabulous dinners. Laundry is getting done, grocery shopping is kept up with, and I have company! I haven't seen the inside of my fridge for days now, I usually know its contents by memory.
Surprisingly I am not going stir crazy. I am keeping busy, which I am sure helps. I have Wii Pinball; a DVR; and Thank You notes to write.
What I wish I could be doing? Cleaning the bathroom, cleaning the floors, bathing the dogs, organizing my misc pile, packing up the home decor items that will be in dad's way when he arrives, watering my flower beds, mowing and edging the lawns. But the most important activity that I wish I could enjoy is Swimming, with the kidos I spend most of my days with.
But alas, here I sit, sometimes lay, looking out the window wishing I could go enjoy the outdoors the way I like best- yard work.
I know my place for now is on this couch. This couch that is becoming more and more uncomfortable as time passes. I am fulfilling my first responsibility as Ross' mother. Problem is, Ross is learning that mom caters to his whims. But he is soon going to learn that my world does Not revolve around him- well, not all the time anyways!
Bed Rest: giving in to the child within your womb.