Bedrest sucks. I couldn't get wireless to work on my laptop, so I'm Internet-less. Kevin is a strict, raving loon when it comes to the post-transfer bedrest stuff, so I've been chained to the bed. He finally left this morning to go to Target for something, so I snuck downstairs to type a quick update...
All 3 were still going strong -- apparently 2 of them were starting to compact already which is good. Of course there is a story to tell, but I'll post that later tonight after my official 24 hours of confinement have ended.
So, bottom line is that everything went fine and we've got 3 on board. Please, please, please, please, please, please, please let 1 of them stick around for the long haul.
THANK YOU so much to everyone who commented and supported me. It sounds like so much Hallmark-y bullshit, but I really did feel your good vibes!