Bed Rest for Mama

It's official. I'm on bed rest. Oh, not for the beautiful reason most people are (pregnancy)... oh no, this is MY luck we're talking about and it's shining through once again.

I went to the doctor on Friday to get an ultrasound to look at the ol' ovaries to prepare for another month of infertility issues. Low and behold they found more cysts. Imagine that. BUT this time I am lucky enough to have surgery because they are that BIG. They can't take the risk of treating them with the "pill" because... again, they are that big. And until Tuesday, when I can have the surgery - the doc said, "No walking around, lifting, or doing much of anything." You see the ovaries can twist and there is a risk of losing an ovary. We definitely don't need another reason to NOT get pregnant. I'd like to keep both ovaries, thank you very much.

So here I am. Some days I wish for "bed rest"... but for some reason when you HAVE to do it and you have a billion and one things on your "to do" list, it's not that much fun.

Thank God for good friends and family! My family, like always, is right there with me in their thoughts and prayers (even though they don't live here). And my good friend, Amy... well she brought me my favorite coffee, my favorite cookie, and a card to cheer me up on Friday - even though I cancelled our lunch date because I was that crabby from the news. Thanks Amy! You cheered me up more than you'll ever know! You're awesome!

Monday night my parents will be making the trip to help us out with the miraculous blessing that we do have (Nathan) and just because they are that awesome!

So yesterday, I played UNO and Sorry with the peanut. We watched a couple of movies. And, I entered my scrap room where I sat (the doctor didn't say I couldn't sit and scrap) and created. This is what I came up with. I'm going to attach it to canvas to hang on the wall in scrap land... I think.

Oh and one more thing... I really am thankful for my life and the baby that we DO have. I'm so thankful that my family is healthy and close to one another. It's just that once in awhile, I slip into feeling sorry for myself, then I laugh at my terrible "silly" luck, cry a little bit about it, and then go back to being thankful that we are not dealing with something MUCH worse.

Cheers to blessings big and small!