The Helicopters

I have to say one thing about this room that I do like is being right next to the window and having a good view of the city.  It's not a big city with dramatic flair, but it's busy and it's still cool to check it out, especially at night with the lights.  There is a big church with a huge steeple off in the distance that I like to look at. And I love the way the sun beats on me and makes my bed warm during the day.  And the other thing I see over and over as the day goes on - helicopters.   They come so close to my window, and it's a cool sight to see.  Adalynn went bizerk when she saw them on Sunday.  I see anywhere from 2 to 10 helicopters per day fly by my window.   But then it dawns on me......... they aren't just flying by for my entertainment.  Considering this hospital's specialty, each one is most likely transporting either a premature baby or a mother in my condition.  So now with each helicopter that comes into view, I try to remember to throw up a little prayer for its passenger.

As far as Eddie and I are concerned, I'm 31 weeks today.  I'll fight anyone who tries to argue with me on that one.  Ha.  I had a sonogram today, and thankfully I'm still only dilated 1-2 even though my sessions have resulted in a number of contractions today and I'm feeling some of them.  The tech said our son has a ton of hair, although I don't know how she can see that.  But I didn't get any good pictures to share.

My sweetheart niece, Emma (who is only 10 years old), decided to make a few items for Lil Mac.  She had her mom take her to the fabric store, and she picked out some adorable fabric and made a few nursery items, including a little pillow with MAC embroidered on it and a bottle holder.  I didn't even know she had a sewing machine or expressed an interest in sewing.  How is awesome is that?  Well, these gifts have really made me want to be home and working in our son's nursery.  The nesting bug has really kicked in, but unfortunately I can't do a dang thing about it.  I hate that the nursery wasn't ready before I was hospital-bound.  I suppose I should just be thankful that it's still more complete than Adalynn's room was when she was born - we didn't even have furniture purchased at that time.  So thanks to neutral hand-me-downs from big sis, our little guy has furniture and bedding.  Eddie painted his room a few months back.  But we don't have anything set up yet in the room the way we want it, nothing is hanging on the walls, nothing is organized, and the clothes aren't washed and ready yet.  It's dawning on me that if Mac decides to enter the world, I don't even have anything washed to bring him home in.  How is someone on bed-rest supposed to nest?!  Do tell.