I am officially off bed rest.
Today, I got my baby out of bed. I rocked, changed, bathed, dressed, and fed her. I played with her. I enjoyed her!
I took my father to the World War I Museum in Kansas City to thank him for his service--not only for all he's done for me, but also for his own military sacrifice. He loved it. I walked around so much my back, legs, and feet are killing me but I smiled at each shot of pain because at last I was free!
Here's my Pops:
Finally, we went to dinner at a restaurant to celebrate and now I'm relaxing at home, smiling that I can get up any time I feel like it.
Ah, it was a great day. I can't believe it didn't send me into labor!
Noah's 5th Birthday
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