Monday, September 21, 2009

Be careful what you wish for...

Now that this is my third pregnancy, I was MORE than confident that I would sail through to 39 weeks and show up at the hospital for my c-section without any drama or complications. Boy, was I wrong. It seems as if God had other plans for us, now that I've really got my hands full with a very emotional and attached little girl, a wild and crazy toddler boy and an anatomy class that is for sure kicking my butt this semester!!

Last Saturday, I was having a lot of cramping and sharp pains in my right side, basically all morning. I waited as long as possible to call the doctor, because I was certain it would go away eventually and I really didn't want to look like a wuss and just hear that I'm having "round ligament pain" or that I was basically just having typical pregnancy pains. Around 130 p.m. I broke down and called the doctor and she told me to wait it out another 30 minutes or so and if it didn't subside, to go into the hospital and we'll take a look at it. So, I show up to the hospital, by myself (both kids were resting at home and I had convinced Scott and myself that nothing was truly wrong with me...haha!), thinking this is going to be so quick and I'll be out of here in no time. Well, as it turns out, I really do know how to go into labor and I had started contracting every 3-6 minutes! While I was there, they tried several things to slow down the contractioins and nothing seemed to work right away. I had two bags of IV fluid, 3 shots of terbutaline and still nothing. At about 9 p.m. that night, they let me go home under the condition that I would fill the prescription of terbutaline immediately and remain on bedrest until I saw my doctor. Ugh! At that point, I was thrilled to get out of the hospital and I was willing to do anything!

So, it's been about a week on "low activity" and terbutaline pills and I can honestly say that yesterday was the first day I started to feel less cramping. We had an ultrasound last week and baby boy was measuring 2 weeks ahead! So, maybe he's just big and ready to make his grand debut. My section date was 10/15, but I'm praying they'll move me up to the week before and maybe our birthday's will be one day apart! :) Please keep us in your prayers as we try and get through these next few weeks! :)

1 comments:

Liz and Craig said...

Hang in there...maybe you'll get some good news at the doctor's and they'll push your date up a week;)