Womb Trouble: The Back Story

The Back Story
About half way through my pregnancy we found out that little Tx was going to be a complicated birth...
After getting some fluid draws to run tests, Doc put me on bedrest.

At first I thought it was great, I get to take 3 weeks off... no chores, no slavin... just chill as much as possible.
I HATE chores! A couple of weeks wont make my house fall apart, and hubby can endure a bit of a mess for a few weeks.

So I went back to the office, and I ask "So am I clear for my next 5k?"
Lady looked at me like I had just said that Tree Trunks are Pink... Doc goes on to tell me that I'm on bedrest for the REST OF MY PREGNANCY and 6 weeks after. At this point I have no more questions, and leave the office in shock.

I tell my husband, and the week passes. At next weeks apointment we have plenty of questions:
What do you mean by Bedrest for the next few MONTHS? - - - Bed or Couch, Rest up, it will help the placenta do it's job
{Now it's my turn to give her the crazy lady look}
Ummm, I'm the military homemaker: cook, clean, etc, that's ALL me! - - - Ok ok, but no more than 20 minutes at a time every couple hours
20 Minutes? If I dont make meals, this family will not eat! - - - ok, you can extend to no more than 30 minutes FOR COOKING ONLY! And do a lot of simple meals: mac 'n cheese, cereal, etc
{Now I'm really lookin at her like she's nuts} But my wonderful husband tells me to shut up and do it {I still get mad about it from time to time, and so does hubby, but he just uses his charm against me til I'm smiling and sitting back down}

And then, FINALLY, a month later there was improvement... not enough to make the doc happy... but a tiny bit of improvement is better than none.
Well Junk... now that means I actually have to follow through with this Bedrest Junk...

MY BODY starts falling apart! Aches, pains, and weight gain... Hubby being a champ, tries his hardest to make me feel good. My only upside is that my health is deteriorating for the sake of my baby... so my health will have to be put on hold!

And worse, this house is falling apart, and hubby hates comming home to a mess after a 14-16 hour military day. He tries to hide it for my sake, but I can tell! I'm his wife, I know when his smile is fake!

But I cant get this house clean by sitting on my butt all day with an occational 20 minutes to spare!
... or can I? :D

Maybe I can clean in under 20 Minutes at a time...
All things are possible...