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Boys will be boys

It has been a busy and fast couple of days.

Monday morning Anna and I headed to Jonesboro. Abby's co-workers were hosting a shower in her honor and we wanted to be there.

It was great fun! She got lots of great gifts. Cute, cute, cute things.

The cake was so cute and tasty. Her friends and co-workers were so sweet and kind. There are many pictures to post.

Anna and I had a great time. We got to see Henry's room and it is so much more than the pictures allow. Abby is so good at decorating. I should really take notes!

Abby had a doctors appointment today and her blood pressure was high. HIGH! So they monitored it for a while and sent her home until Friday.

Henry is already causing problems.
Abby has to rest and stay down until Friday!

So, I'm asking that you pray. Pray for Henry that he is safe and healthy. Pray for Randall that he remains strong and has just the right comforting and loving words to say to Abby to calm her fears. And pray for Abby. That she remains healthy, and probably most importantly, that she stay DOWN! You know she is going to be wanting to get in Henry's room and put clothes in the right places, and play with all his toys.

My advice to Abby during this bedrest week is paint your nails!! I remember when I was on bedrest with Samuel. I painted my nails everyday. I figured I wouldn't get the chance to do it once the baby was born.
Do ya'll have any advice for Abby? Any ideas of what she can do while she lays or sits? She isn't a big tv watcher so be creative!!

Comments

Kelley said…
I was down for 4 weeks before my daughter was born. I am not a stay down person. It taught me a great life lesson. My blood pressure was high. The thing that I didn't understand was, I felt so calm. Then I would go to the doctor and my blood pressure was through the roof. I don't know if I developed white coat syndrome. Who knows. It is a scary time, but please do what they say. They mean it. People that I work with sent me magazines and puzzles. I read a lot. The only time my doctor let me move was to go to the bathroom or kitchen, period. I carried MK to week 39. You can do this. I know it is hard though to stay down.
Sassylassy5 said…
Abby,I had a similar situation and I started a prayer journal for my baby. I wrote down prayers and scriptures and I still have them to this day. It is so neat to see how God answered prayer and how His hand was on my child and on me. I'm praying for you, Randal and especially little Henry.:)

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