I have been placed in the hospital for pregnancy complications. I will be here for the rest of my pregnancy, however long that is. Left-brain brought me some stitching supplies (see, it's a good thing to keep random stuff in bags around the house) and I stitched this yesterday. It's "friendsheep" by Shepherds Bush. It was easy to do. I am giving it to DD, since she is having a rough time with me being here. We talk about our hearts all the time, and she knows my heart is always with her, so now she has a heart she can look at from me, til I get home at least, hopefully with her brother.
As far as that, today is not a good day to talk about what is going on. I've been here since Tuesday with blood pressure. Yesterday was a good day, but I got very little sleep last night because Wee Man was being monitored and then, having nothing better to do with my time, I realized today is eleven years since the accident that took my gramma, and I got to freaking out that something is wrong with my baby and he will come today, way too soon. We have 18 hours to get through so it will be a long day. I hate being here. I hate being tested all the time. I know it's for the best, but I hate it. Tomorrow will be better, I bet