Bedrest Blogging

My husband brought his laptop up to our room specifically so I could blog while I’m on bedrest.

Somehow it doesn’t feel right to be blogging while other people are killing themselves to watch my kids and make us meals. But Daniel says I should feel no guilt. He said, “You better believe, if I ever have surgery and have to lie down for a few weeks, I’ll be enjoying the time in bed reading books and on my computer!”

And he said he wants me to enjoy this time too.

It’s hard for a person like me to “enjoy” bedrest.

I look around the house and see a million things that need to be put away. I see my previously well-potty-trained three-year-old randomly wetting herself two or three times a day. I hear my 19-month-old calling “Maaaaama!” from downstairs and I want to go hug him. I see my husband put in a full day at work and come home to wash dishes, do laundry, put the kids to bed. And I know that all the people who are so graciously helping us, have very busy lives of their own, and I wish there was some way I could go help them in return. . .  so it’s hard for me to enjoy bedrest.

But now God’s will for me is bedrest. So I am trying to learn to find not only contentment, but even joy, while flat on my back as long as I need to be here for out little girl.

I’ve thought a lot about the Apostle Paul. How did he find contentment being tossed at sea and shipwrecked, being beaten and left for dead? How was it that he could sing with joy at midnight while in prison?

And wow, bedrest is so much easier than any of those scenarios! On bedrest I’m surrounded by my family (Even if my kids don’t understand why I can’t pick them up or play with them like usual, at least we are all still together!) and I have all the comforts of home (my bed, my clothes, my books, my music . . . and now my blog!)

So, here’s to enjoying bedrest!

As my 3-year-old daughter would say (holding up her sippy), “Let’s toast, Mommy!”  I love it!