At the age of 39, I had almost everything I wanted in life. The only thing missing that I didn’t have was a child. This was the one thing in life I had always wanted. One month before my 40th birthday, I found out I was pregnant. Let’s just say, my husband and I were overjoyed.
The first 6 months of my pregnancy went smoothly, but at 30 weeks into my pregnancy, my doctor insisted I go on bed rest due to preeclampsia. Throughout my entire pregnancy, Dr. Paul Rebenack had been monitoring me closely and had taken very good care of me and my unborn son. He’s the best OBGYN anyone could ask for. But when my feet started looking like shoe boxes and my blood pressure kept skyrocketing, there was no other choice than getting off my feet. Although bed rest was inconvenient, I didn’t mind it because I kept thinking about the end result…..a healthy baby. That was all that mattered to me.
How did I survive hearing this news? Honestly, I had mixed emotions. I had taught Criminal Justice courses to college students for over ten years and enjoyed it very much; however, I had been getting tired and starting feeling like I “needed a break.” Telling my boss was hard because we had just started a new quarter; however, he took the news better than I thought. Now, I was able to focus on taking care of my baby and myself exclusively. Being on bed rest meant just that. Only bed rest, couch rest and trips to use the restroom and shower were allowed. Other than that, my trips were limited to doctor appointments. Being pregnant definitely took a lot out of me, so I used this time to catch up on sleep.
Since I hadn’t had a chance to get everything I needed for my son, I did a lot of my baby shopping online. I was also on Facebook. I researched baby products online and caught up on movies I had bought or received as gifts but had not watched. I read books and articles about pregnancy and babies during their first year. I also started writing articles to earn extra money since I could write them from my laptop.
Family and friends were also a saving grace. I was able to talk with them on the phone, or they would come over to help me pass time,or do whatever I needed done. This was a great time to get reacquainted with everyone. Most importantly, this gave me extra bonding time with my unborn son. I would talk to him and read to him when he was in the womb. I also played certain music for him, and to this day, that same music calms him down whenever he’s upset. I guess I could say that bed rest during pregnancy was a blessing in disguise that allowed bonding time with my son and other loved ones. Just remember, if you have to go on bed rest, it will not be forever. You may just find some special activities you like to do for yourself or with your little one!