This past week has been extremely stressful, and emotionally exhausting. Last Sunday I started having a lot of tightening in my abdomen, along with these constant palpitations. At first I thought the baby was just busy, and happy to visit with his/her Aunt Haley and Uncle Josh (we had a great time with them last weekend), but then realized that something just wasn't quite right. I made a doctor's appointment for Monday morning, and they hooked me up to the monitor and realized that I was indeed having contractions. They quickly gave me a shot of Terburtaline ( a drug to stop contractions), which burned like WOAH, and an IV to see if might be lack of fluids. The combination of both worked quickly, so that itself was a relief. They decided to release me and put me on the pill form of Terbutaline, and "ordered" me to drink a ton. Luke and I thought it was weird that they thought I was a little dehydrated, as all I do is drink, pee, drink, pee...for 24 hours a day. As soon as I left and went and picked up my prescription, the tightening started back up again. Needless to say this was a cycle all week, we were in and out of the hospital/doctors office. The worry was just sickening! I just couldn't even begin to imagine what a 25 week baby would have to go through if he/she was born. I was kind of in disbelief, as well, because besides the morning sickness, I felt like I was having an extremely healthy, easy pregnancy. I never anticipated any complications, and we were anxiously just awaiting May. On Thursday when we were back at the doctors they did a Fetal FibroNectin test, which determines if a protein is present that indicates if you will go into labor within 1-2 weeks. The test is 90% accurate for the next 14 days, and it came back negative..thank god! They also did an ultrasound to see if my cervix was thinning/shortening and my cervix was perfect, even a little bit longer than needed. Who ever thought that you could brag about your cervix? ;) So, both of these results took about 75lbs off of my shoulders. I'm now on light bedrest, which involves 6 extra hours off your feet and little activity. I am still having tightening and a lot of cramping at night, but feel reassured that the baby is healthy and happy. The next step is to see a high risk pregnancy doctor to determine why I am contracting. The doctor said that I may just be one of those women who contracts for the next 14 weeks, but has no signs of labor. I can take that! As long as I can cook this baby for AT LEAST another 10 weeks, I will be satisfied. If laying on the couch/in bed all day (along with my sanity) is what it takes, then that is what I will gladly do. Our ultrasound Thursday did bring us lots of good things:
- The baby is weighing in at a whopping 1lb 13oz, which is actually 5 oz. more than the normal 25 week old baby (on average about 1 1/2lbs). Eat that random people that say insensitive things! Check that worry off the list!
- We could see the baby's hair on the ultrasound, which was the cutest thing ever!
- My mom was able to "meet" her first grandchild, which was so fun for her!
- My placenta is moving upward. Check that worry off the list!
- My fluid level is between the 55-99% percentile. Check THAT worry off the list!
I think Lil' Wayne/nette is saying "let me out, let me out"..
So, we'll just continue thinking positive and remember that every day counts! Jokingly, the doctor told us that sometimes women like me are the ones that they end up having to induce at 41 weeks because they are overdue! I'll take that!
As always, Luke has been the absolute b-e-s-t, he is SO supportive. Even during stressful times he has a way of making me laugh. When we were discharged from the hospital on Tuesday, it is policy that the patient get taken to the car in a wheelchair, so I had my first ride in one ever (I even had an oxygen tank on the back)! Luke said this is going to be us in 50+ years. I said "yeah, but I am going to be pushing you!". He then said, "But, it will be more like this..." and he slowed way down and started to shuffle/drag his feet like old men do and talk in an old man raspy voice! Made me laugh hard! :) He's back to cleaning/laundry duty, and takes it like a champ! Praise the lord for men like him!!
I need something stationary to do, like take pictures of L working!
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