So to celebrate the end to my bedrest I decided to go to target. After 3 weeks of being on house/couch arrest you would have thought I would have come up with something more creative but I had a few things I needed to pick up so off I went.
I had a list of about 5 things I needed - I successfully got one. I got so tired and winded walking around target I finally just dragged my rear through the checkout and waddled back to my car to sit and pant. Its amazing how little exercise tolerance I have at this point. The only muscle in my body that seems to be in good tone is my uterus although I have no idea how I am going to actually push out a baby when I can't handle getting across a store.
Although I would much rather have it this way than going for daily NICU visits! I am amazingly happy and relieved even though I am really out of shape.