So yesterday didn't QUITE go as I had envisioned. For one thing, no baby. But for another thing, virtually no husband either! David was flat on his back almost the whole day - and passed out asleep from the Benadryl about 90% of it too. His foot was terrible yesterday - so he tried to keep it up and iced and stay off of it. Which should help the recovery, but doesn't help the mood of an overdue, pregnant woman. We'll just say not my best day as "supportive wife"! I was a little nervous about giving him benadryl - knowing it would knock him out, and afraid I'd go into labor while he was comatose!! But we made it through.
This morning went surprisingly well. I was SHOCKED to get to church this morning and see him both upright and with shoes on - neither of which I thought was going to happen when we went to bed on Saturday night. He made it through the morning, although he was DYING when he got home. Back to the couch, ice back on, took more benadryl. The pain isn't as bad today as it had been yesterday, but the swelling is still awful. It just looks terrible, I think. But we've made it through.
I got the joy of going to church on the Sunday AFTER my due date - for the 4th time now. It's always entertaining, we'll say, to hear the comments that are made. But all is well here. We'll see what the week holds!!