A daily photo-blog of my life as an American transplanted in the UK.
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
Year 2 Day 83: House Arrest
Please note, if you will, the security device attached around my little guy's left ankle. This is the baby equivalent to "house arrest" -- and how fitting since we're stuck in for yet another night of "monitoring." This little ankle alarm has been set off nearly EVERY time we have changed his nappy and it has even slid off his ankle a number of times. Although it's reassuring to know no one will get past the main desk of the maternity ward with him, it's still a bit of a nuisance that every couple of hours someone is coming in to check why the alarm is sounding. I guess we got the sensitive one.
Good news came tonight when they notified us that provided things went well through the night, we could be discharged at 8am tomorrow. So, knowing that alone has decreased my anxiety of having to spend yet another night in this room sweating like a pig.
I'm SO looking forward to being home-bound tomorrow!!
After two and a half years in a long-distance relationship, I packed my life of 29 years into 21 boxes and moved to England to marry and be with my husband, Matt. Now I'm reveling in the youth of my 30s in Great Britain, supply-teaching in primary schools near Birmingham and enjoying newlywed life, being a mommy, and all the surprises they bring!