Let me be honest here. Being on bed rest can be so boring. At first there is somewhat of some excitement. I get to lay in bed, watch TV, read books and blog all day long without kids interrupting? Whoa, I don’t even know how to act! Kids get shipped off to Grandma’s house and here I sit alone in bed. Nightstand full of snacks, books and a glass of water. Remote by my side and some candles lit. I take a breath and start my journey of bedrest. A few days pass and the heartache sets in. I miss the kids terribly that my heart hurts and I’m bored. I browse Pinterest for hours, blog on all the blogs I’m a part of, watch DVR and then what?
You see, I’m 28 weeks and have been getting treated for pre-term labor. I’m having contractions consistantly but not enough to dialate. I’m cramping a lot and it’s painful. The doctors are afraid that I will go into full labor if I’m up and moving around a lot. The more I’m up, the more I have contractions. I’ve had multiple shots of terbutaline, steriod treatments and next will be a magnesium treatment that requires hospitalization. Fun right? Not my cup of tea so, I will continue to be on bed rest to avoid the hospitalization.
My bed rest consists of my doctor and hospital nurses telling me I shouldn’t even be sitting up. While I was in the hospital a nurse told me that I either stay in bed at home and barely get up or I’ll be staying in bed at the hospital so choose one.
Being without my kids is really tough for me. I’m so used to being on a schedule. Cooking breakfast and packing lunch, getting them dressed, dropping the oldest off at school, ballet class for my daughter and running errands until it’s time to pick up my son from school. After that, it’s homework time, they play while I cook dinner, we eat, they get a bath, PJs, read some books, a cartoon then lights out. Everyday. Now that they are gone for a little bit, there is none of that and I feel so guilty. I don’t get to kiss them everyday and I miss out on little moments.
So I leave you with this quote.
“You will never have this day with your children again. Tomorrow, they will be a little older than they were today. This day is a gift. Breathe and notice. smell and touch them; study their faces and little feet and pay attention. Relish the charms of the present. Enjoy today mama. It will be over before you know it.” – Jen Hatmaker
As moms we can often overlook the small things and take them for granted. It’s not until those small hectic things are no longer there that we miss them.
The hustle and bustle of getting the kids ready for school,making lunches and picking up every flippin small toy that we step on. Laundry from multiple wardrobe changes a day, especially if you have a daughter, and baths for filthy kids covered in food and dirt. Those are the small things that add up to the choas that I’m talking about.
The past week my kids have been with my in laws due to my bedrest and my inability to cook, clean and bathe them. They are having a lot of fun, but as for me, it’s lonely. Daily life just isn’t the same without them. I have no one to bathe, feed or pick up after. No one to read bedtime stories to or laugh with. Plain & simple, life without kids is boring! They are my heart that keeps me going.
This is such a huge reminder to me of how much I love them. They make me so happy. You only know this love if you are a mother. It’s powerful.
First of all, let me introduce myself. I’m Teryn! I am a mom to 2 precious kids and one on the way. My son is 6, my daughter is almost 4 and I have another daughter on the way. I am currently on full bed rest, que the boredom! You can only watch so much reality TV, movies and DVR. I thought I’d love relaxing but it’s been the opposite. How can I just lay there with laundry and dishes piling up? I’m going nuts! So come along with me on my journey and thoughts on motherhood and pregnancy!
I’m gonna make a little complaint.
As a mother, it’s hard not to notice other mother/child relationships. The way they interact with one another. How they show love. How they talk to eachother. Most the time I see other mommys loving and playing with their kids or talking silly. Makes my heart happy.
Then there are the other ones. I say “other” ones as in “grumpy” moms. I am so NOT judging because we all have our moments of being pushed over the edge and HELLO PMS! Irritated, kids push our buttons, were tired and kids are acting up. You usually see these grumpy moms at stores ect. Remember, I AM NOT JUDGING! We all know eachother feels!
BUUUUT, when I see mothers continually, week after week, be rude, mean, make your child feel stupid….it’s NOT ok.
I see one specifically. Yelling at their 4 year old daughter, the little girl’s hair is cut like a little boy because the mom does not want to put any effort into doing it. (sorry if your daughters hair is totally boy short).
Week after week I watch them. Same things always occur. Mom is beyond irritated. Putting the little girl down. She doesn’t enjoy the moments and she never expresses that she’s proud of her daughter. Other moms around along with myself, compliment our girls, tell them they are doing a great job, they are pretty and show how proud we are. Then there is the other mom. “Hurry up and do this. Get over here! Hurry and change! If you don’t stop then we’re going home because I’m tired. I don’t have time for this. I have better things to do.” SAD! Makes my heart sad.
Yes we all have our moments. But this has been every week. I’m not judging because I don’t know her or her life. But I’m praying for her and their relationship.
It’s good to be reminded how precious our daughters are. How they need their self esteem boosted. They want to feel like a princess. They want to feel pretty and that they are loved and wanted.
As women we want to feel the same. So let’s treat our daughters like we want to be treated. Let’s rethink how we interact and how much time we really spend investing in them. Teaching them how a woman is supposed to act and how others are to treat her. Manners and sweetness. Let’s think about what we really say to them.
I want the best for my daughter. I want her to not go through things that I did and learn from my mistakes. I want the fairytale ending for my baby. I want what GOD wants for her the most.
We love them with all of hearts so let’s make the extra effort to show them because one day they won’t be running to us for scraped knees but for broken hearts.
And you best believe I will be there for both.