The one where Aiden gets attacked by a file cabinet and I end up at the hospital...

Because of my earlier bout with some preterm labor contractions, my doctor put me on "modified" bed rest. What exactly does that mean? Well, I am just supposed to "take it easy" and avoid activities that would keep me on my feet for any period of time (like grocery shopping, trips to Target, etc.) and unnecessary trips outside of home. I have been able to go to the pool a few times - and sitting waist deep in the pool feels amazing as it relieves my back of holding the excess weight.

However, after yesterday's turn of events, I've been unable to do very little so I've literally been confined to my bed.

After picking up the boys from Vacation Bible School (which was adorable by the way), we grabbed a quick lunch at our favorite place, Sandella's, and decided to stop into Office Max to get some art supplies for the boys...something to keep them busy while I'm "taking it easy" in bed.

As we were perusing the aisles, I heard a blood-curdling scream from Aiden just a few feet away from me. I looked to my right and I see him standing holding the weight of a 3-drawer file cabinet that had tipped off the edge of a shelf. My motherly instincts kicked in, and ignoring the fact that I am 8 months pregnant, I pivoted and took off running towards him. That's when I heard and felt a SNAP down below.

Putting the pain aside, I intercepted the weight of the file cabinet and moved Aiden out of the way. Quick-thinking Ethan had run to the front of the store to get an employee to help. As I stood there holding the cabinet, I attempted to push it back onto the shelf but the pain in my groin area was too severe. Two employees came running and lifted it up.

Aiden wasn't hurt - just scared. The cabinet was a good 30-40 lbs. so I have no idea how he was able to stand there holding it but I'm certainly glad he did because if he had moved, I know it would have crushed his little feet or legs. And let me tell you, Office Max would have been hearing from my attorney (not that I have one, but I would have needed one!)

I fought back tears as I wobbled to pay for our purchases and we made our way to the car. Lifting my leg to get in our SUV was pure torture and the whole way home, the tears flowed. I explained to the boys that mommy needed to lay down and asked them to play nicely in the family room. When Ricky got home from work, I attempted to get out of bed with a few loud screams and he decided I needed to call the doctor. Off to the hospital I went.

While we aren't 100% sure what the snapping noise was, I was told it was most likely some kind of ligament. And because I can barely put weight on one leg at a time the symptoms seem to align with SPD - or Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction. NOT FUN!!!

To top it off, I began having contractions every 15-20 minutes while hooked up to the monitors (baby looked great the entire time though) so I was given a bolis of IV fluids to calm them down before I was finally able to go home late last night.

So now? I'm currently back in bed. Which I guess is where I should be while on "bed rest"...