As many of you know, I am in week two of my bedrest because of my little bout with pre-term labor. It's terribly boring just sitting around, and I've come up with some interesting things to pass the time. For instance, I'm contemplating just how long I can grow my toenails before my feet won't fit in my shoes or how thick the dust can get on the television set before I can't see the picture. I'm also knitting my frustrations into a lovely blanket.

Actually, that last bit is true. I've taken to knitting while watching a movie or listening to the radio. I'm not quite sure if I'll finish the blanket (a purely selfish creation in soft, mohair-like yarn), but the knitting sure makes time spin by a lot faster.

I'm also going to try to get some writing done. I wanted to write the old-fashion way (you know, paper and pen). However, the drugs they have me on have made it next to impossible to write straight. So, I think I'll use AJ's laptop or sneak into my office (like now) for a little writing session.

Tomorrow I go in for another check-up. I'm still having contractions, and the terbutaline makes me all sorts of jittery. I'm sure my doc will be happy to have me make it to next week so I can just do the labor thing whenever, and we don't need to worry too much about the beestling having any trouble (however minor it would be at this point).

Meanwhile, from my couch (aka "throne"), I've been dictating what needs to get done. We've been putting the finishing touches on the nursery (I was naughty, and climbed the stairs to supervise). AJ has been such a trooper; picking up the slack while I'm on bedrest (i.e. doing all the chores and all the extra stuff I wanted to do before the baby makes his/her appearance).

So, it won't be long til the source of this trouble finally makes an appearance. Upon entry into the world, AJ has promised the first thing the kid hears will be, "Your grounded!"

Until then, I will continue to knit the time away...