Day 3 of Bedrest

Today is my last day of bedrest and other than some really greasy hair, it hasn't been too bad. Rusty's parents came on Monday and have been waiting on me hand and foot. I am so blessed and could not be more thankful to have them here.
I am still feeling pretty good and the abdominal fluid has decreased significantly. I am somewhat uncomfortable, but it is nothing like it was before the transfer!
As long as nothing changes, I will start estrogen supplements on Friday and won't have to go back to the doctor until Monday. Last time, they wanted me there the first day off of bedrest, so I am hoping that it is a good sign that they don't feel an immediate need to see me. I know that he is much more optimistic this time.
I hate to set myself up for disappointment, but at the same time, I want to celebrate and enjoy each day as it comes. Leslie's death has been a reminder to me to be grateful for each day. I may never get to meet these babies, but for now, they are inside of me. I will love them and nurture them for as long as God gives me the chance.
I recently found out that my due date with this pregnancy will be August 13th. That day is special to Rusty and I because it is our anniversary. It was also my (birth) mom's birthday. We chose that day to get married because it gave me something to celebrate on her day. Something that would bring happy memories and not just sad. No matter what happens with this pregnancy, I thought that was a sweet little gift to us. That her birthday could be a celebration of life, not just a reminder of her death.