My due date is only two days away and I am as huge as a house. I'm happy being on bed rest after passing out at work. I love bed rest; I can get people to do anything for me. I was on bed rest for almost a month with the twins and my mom came to stay with us until the babies were born. She and Tony got me whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. Since its school break, Lexi is helping out a lot, but my mom comes over when Tony is at work. Of course, the boys and even Demetra are helping too. Being in bed all day may sound fun, but it's very boring. I've been caught numerous times walking around out of bed.
"Kate, what are you doing out of bed again?" I hear Tony say from behind me, he's coming out of the twin's room after saying goodnight to them.
"Tony, you don't know how boring it is to spend all day in bed. I need to get up and do something."
"For your information, I do know what its like. Remember when I got the plague? I spent almost two weeks confined in bed. Anyway, the doctor said that you could hurt yourself or the baby if you were up for too long."
"I know, I know. But I feel fine, I'm not dizzy any more and my blood pressure is back to normal."
"Back to bed missy! You probably only have a few more days of this left anyway. Enjoy it before you have to be back on your feet, chasing around our kids and trying to take care of that one."
"Fine, but can you bring me a glass of water?"
"Anything you want, my sweet. Now go back to bed."
I sigh, he's overprotective, but I understand why. He doesn't want me to do anything that might put my life or the baby's life in danger. I felt the same way after he had the plague; I wanted him to take more time off and to rest at home more before coming back to work. I relax back into bed and lean back against all the comfortable pillows. My mom bought them for me when I was bedridden with the twins. I fall asleep before Tony even comes back into the room with my glass of water.