I started this blog many years ago now, in hopes of capturing times in our lives that I might otherwise forget. Although I may not forget this weekend's past events, but I could forget many of the details that went along with it. So I am going to share our story of going to Labor and Delivery this past weekend as a way for me to be able to look back one day and remember in greater detail.
They did some other tests on me, a fetal fibronectin test to see if the baby would be born in the next 14 days. Thankfully that came back negative. As we waited for the doctor to come later that afternoon, I started contracting again. They then put me on some Procardia to help reduce the contractions, which it seemed to help a bit. When the doctor came in to see me, they wanted to start me on an IV and I asked if there was any way to avoid it cause I bruise so badly and it is uncomfortable. He agreed to let me off it as long as I was drinking water. The nurses were quite proud that I held up my part of the bargain and was actually drinking.
After the doctor saw me, he wanted to keep me overnight for observations. Thankfully the hospital had WiFi cause having internet service keeps us connected to the outside world. We were able to use the WiFi calling feature on our phones to make phone calls since we weren't getting any signal inside the hospital. We were able to get a hold of my in-laws to get Kebbie picked up and taken care of for the night.
Hubby stayed the night with me, thankfully, otherwise I would have been lonesome in the most uncomfortable bed on Earth, however I think he might have had it a bit worse in this fold out recliner that he slept in all night.
What a sweet guy for staying by my side! We were released the next morning pretty early. I was told to rest and drink lots of water and take the procardia pill every six hours. We got Kebbie back and had a nice evening together. The next morning, I woke with back pressure and was still having contractions, four within thirty minutes, so we called hubby's mom again and had her come down to sit with Kebbie while we went back into the hospital for monitoring. I woke at 7:30am and that is when my pill was due, I took it and by the time we were at the hospital at 9, I was no longer contracting. The on call doctor ended up putting me on bed rest and wanted me to continue with the procardia and they gave me an antibiotic for the back pressure saying it could be the start of a UTI. They released me to go home, where I rested for the next couple of days while Kebbie was at her grandparents house.
Thankfully the grandparents were sweet enough to postpone their trip to visit family out of state for a few days. But at Hubby's birthday party on Tuesday they told us that they would be leaving Wednesday morning. Hubby and I had agreed before hand that it would be fine for Kebbie to go along on the trip with them, but after they left that night I completely broke down and couldn't bear to have Kebbie away from me for another five days in another state. We called the grandparents later that night and set up a time for me to come and get her and bring her home on Wednesday. It has been absoultely wonderful having her back home.
After having the few days to rest up and rehyrdate, which might have been caused by the fact that I drank little water while out on our Babymoon in Vegas the weekend before, I felt more like myself again. Kebbie and I went to Sears and got the oil changed, tires rotated and the coolant flushed. We played in center court of the mall while we waited on the car to be finished. Then we went home and she had a nice nap, but I couldn't rest as easily, knowing that she was home and I wanted to play with her!
|Kebbie Playing in Center Court at the Mall|
Getting back into the groove of things around here has been a bit of a struggle for Kebbie. She is use to getting her way at her grandparents and things are done at different times and ways at their house, which I am sure is much more fun, but we are slowly starting to get back into the normal routine.
Today we went back to the doctor for a checkup and he took me off bed rest and I told him that I had stopped taking the Procardia cause I wasn't having any pains anymore, he said that was fine. He agreed that it could have all been brought on by dehydration. I have now learned to drink 16 cups of water a day, even if that means that I am in the bathroom twice an hour. It's way better than having the baby come early.
Have you ever had a difficult time that you had to rely on family to help with your toddler? Have you been on bed rest with a pregnancy?