Today is 32 weeks and 2 days and for the next week I am on "non-official bedrest".  I believe this is the greatest thing known to mankind.  Now instead of waking up early, slaving away at work, schleping home, making dinner and doing chores, I am required (yes, required) to stay home, sleep when I want, eat when I want and pee when I want (if you are a teacher you will understand that this is a luxury).  The only downside?  Feeling overwhelming guilt watching Michael go off to work in the morning as I burrow further under the covers.