things aren't always roses.

Oh mama.

This has been a rough couple of days. It started with some major nerve pain coming back after a brief break when I prematurely thought it was done for good. Then, I was told by my OB that if my braxton hicks (basically false contractions) worsened, I might have to go on bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy. This isn't something I expected to happen, since I had neither problem with Luke 5 years ago.

Luckily, there's a lot of things I can still do from bed, the benefit of working with your hands and your laptop. I am having some stress over it though, because Luke still has to make it across the city for kindergarten, and I have a little shop to run that I love. Would you think I was weird to set up an arm chair in the corner, and survey the shop like some weird creepy Psycho "mother"? I can just move my eyes like a mannequin. If you want to buy something, you can just place the money on my lap and serve yourself. Maybe I'll put a hat in my lap for your convenience. What do you think?

All this loveliness, and a sick little 5 year old at home. Things aren't always roses - are they?

love Jill