a handful of scapes wild morning winds first watercolor tiny artist cambridge block party staying cool rinsing (overgrown) peas fresh squash early dinner hoarding that glowstick
Last weekend I had been advised to 'take it easy', but wasn't yet on full bed-rest. It was blazing hot and we decided to forego the big Boston fireworks display for the 4th and head to a neighboring 'burb for a low-key show. It was a wise move, Little Smith loved everything (except the fireworks, he said they weren't scary but insisted on facing the other way the entire time?). The glowsticks and staying out extra late were the biggest thrill.
We also braved the crowds to take a dip in Walden Pond, and it was the best thing I've done all summer. I'm such a wuss with cold water that on our earlier trips I've never actually submerged by large belly. Ninety degree temperatures gave me the courage that I needed, and all the rumors about the joy of swimming during pregnancy are true. It was amazing, weightless perfection. The three of us splashed around and giggled until our fingers were so wrinkled we had to get out, then we waited twenty minutes and did it all over again.
And now, bed-rest. It hasn't been fun, although of course I'm grateful that it's come so late and it's well worth it for our little girl. I have to actually be lying down, not sitting, and preferably on my left side. I'm also watching Little Smith who has been such a trouper and only goes stir-crazy about once a day. Pop is getting him outside too, and while I could call in the reserves, I'm still clinging to these final moments as a family of three. My blood pressure isn't great though, even at home. I have an appointment this afternoon, so depending on how that goes we will re-evaluate for next week. I made it to 36 weeks! That gives me slightly more confidence that I'm far enough along for our baby to have a healthy arrival. 37 would be even better!