I'll Do Better From Now On

So, that bedrest thing. Here's the deal: we still went to that wedding in South Carolina last weekend. I didn't defy my doctor, necessarily, but it wasn't high on her list of Recommended Things To Do on Bedrest. In fact, I don't think it made the list at all. She didn't outright forbid me to go, but pointed out there was no medical benefit to going to the wedding. There was probably some medical benefit to staying home. (Now that I think about it, she mentioned maybe going to the wedding but not the reception, so she might not have realized we were traveling for this event. Let's just keep that between us, shall we?)

So, equating "eight hours in the car" with "day at the office" - which my doctor expressly told me I could do - we departed. Fifteen minutes into the trip, I started to panic. Not about going into premature labor, but about a SIXTEEN HOUR ROAD TRIP with the tormentors. What the hell was I thinking? I thought this was a good idea? Christ, I'm dumb.

But the trip was wonderful. Really, the drive wasn't that bad, and I say that with the trip fresh in my memory. I'm not even blocking the trauma. Not that I'm jonesing to hop in the car again with my two small children and two large ankles, but it was certainly bearable.

The wedding itself was fantastic. The couple was adorable and the bride's family was joyous and the groom's family blended in with them so well it was impossible to tell who was who without asking. Childhood friend of the bride from Columbia? College friend of the couple from Dallas? Nope, groom's cousin from Iowa and his fiancee from Charlotte. It was lovely to see such a diverse group of people with so much in common come together. Truly a tribute to an amazing couple.

I'm rocking the bedrest today - work is slow so I'm not going into the office this week - making up for my rather loose interpretation of doctor's orders this weekend. I'm doing very little in the way of child care, but whenever I start contracting I drink lots of water and lie down.

I'll tell you more later about traveling with two kids and surviving, the dress I wore to the wedding, palmetto bugs, and the best babysitting karma ever (which confirmed that I was totally supposed to go on this trip). Bump may even write a post on an awesome museum for kids in Columbia.

In the meantime, I'm on Twitter (but I think I'm doing it wrong since I don't have text messaging on my phone or blackberry, so am checking Twitter via the web). Entertain me.