The bad news?
I'm officially on strict bedrest until Baby BUB gets here. The doctor is worried about my high blood pressure.
The good news?
I'm bound to become awesome at predicting paternity results on Maury by the time Baby BUB makes her appearance.
Baby BUB isn't due until May 15th (exactly 2 months from today), but she has made it clear that she does things on her own terms. So, bedrest is an attempt to keep her baking for as long as possible. Obviously, I'm not happy that my showers have been rescheduled and my maternity shoot postponed. But the main goal here is a healthy baby.
So, from now on, you can look forward to my tweets about trashy daytime television and (obviously) the insanely cute things my furbabies do during the day (sleep).