My Pregnancy Journey: Bed Rest!

I went in for my 20-week ultrasound on Valentine's Day. I had already found out that my little one is going to be a boy (YAAAY!!), so I was looking for a good anatomy report, and I was going to head back to my evening classes. The ultrasound technician started off checking my cervix, and she couldn't get a good picture of it. She finished the rest of the scan, and checked my cervix again via the vaginal ultrasound. I could tell by the look on her face that something was up. She said that she found my cervix pretty short, and that she needed to run the info by the doctor before I left. Twenty minutes later I was in a hospital gown, lying in that extremely uncomfortable hospital bed, awaiting the arrival of the doctor to fill me in on what was going on. I have an incompetent cervix. It's too short and therefore too weak to hold the weight of my growing son for the duration of a full term pregnancy - a major complication. So Monday's routine ultrasound turned into a week in the hospital. I had a cerclage put in four days after I was admitted, and I must say, THAT WAS UNPLEASANT. I was discharged with the following instructions: bed rest for the REMAINDER OF MY PREGNANCY, no school, no work. Did I mention that school and work have been my life since Fall 2007? I literally have been going to school and working year round since then, and the last thing I wanted to do was take a semester off. Oh, the joys of unplanned pregnancies. I must say, I am grateful for the opportunity to be a mom. I know a lot of women are not able to have this opportunity, so I'm trying not to complain. Someone could have told me how miserably boring this bedrest thing is, though. There's only so much web surfing one can do before that becomes boring, and I've noticed that I'm paying a cable bill in vain because there's NOTHING ON TV. I actually miss school and work, and those are words that I never thought I'd say, yet alone put in writing. I want a healthy baby, though, so a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. So I'm due on July 1st, and today is March 1st. That's four months away. FOUR. MONTHS. AWAY. Sigh...