While I was rocking Nicholas to sleep tonight (Celia fell asleep in a wink and he was wimpering tonight) I was recalling memories of bedrest. How it was so scary and unenjoyable because I didn't know how early they would be born.
I was remembering how when I was on hospital bedrest a highschool choir came to the hospital to sing for the patients. However they were not allowed in through the security doors to the antepartum/postpartum ward. But, a nurse who knew my situation asked them to stand as close as they could to my room and sing so I could hear them.
Unfortunately, I was in the shower at the time. However, I did hear that christmas song through the wall. It was sweet of them and the nurse.
What difference a year makes.
We grow so fast. . .
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In ways it seems like such a long time ago, but in other ways the months have been a blur. We won't be opening Christmas presents in the hospital this year! You did such a good job keeping those babies in for as long as you did and it shows! What blessings they are!
ReplyDeleteI don't know how you did it being in the hospital over Christmas, that must have been really hard. I was thinking the other day too how it was this time last year I was on bedrest. Time is going by so fast, at first it was nice to get the pregnancy over but now it's going a little too fast for me.
ReplyDeleteAwww, that was so sweet of the nurse and choir. I can't imagine what it was like to be on bedrest in the hospital. I am sorry you had to go through that! I had a "modified" bedrest so I just had to stay in the house on the couch or in bed. I didn't even like being in the hospital the week I had the babies! You are a very strong woman:)
ReplyDeleteAww that is sweet. I sometimes reflect on the bedrest and realize how worth it it really was. I couldn't imagince being in the hospital for Christmas. That must have been tough. You must really be looking forward to this year for their 1st Christmas!
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