**edit... I am sorry this is so long! There aren't any pictures either.. sorry about that.**
is a time that we all count our blessings and give thanks. It's just
the season. THANKSgiving is right around the corner, after all.
year, we have been blessed far beyond we deserve. I'm not just saying
that to make us sound like we're tooting our own horns or anything.
There have been things that have happened that are purely not a
coincidence. There were times where there was extra money in our bank
account even though I knew it shouldn't have been there- the math just
didn't add up. Our families have been safe - esp those of our family in
New England who had to experience the "franken-storm", Sandy!
list is never ending of things we are so thankful for. I know that the
Lord has a hand in all things and he guides and directs us through it
all- no matter how little it may be.
blessing that we are so very thankful for is the blessing to being able
to start our family. So far, this pregnancy has gone better than we
could have imagined. We've had some hiccups with different things, but
overall- everything is going well.
I hit 29 weeks on
Wednesday (Oct 31st). I won't lie, I was seriously dragging that day. I
was so tired. I could tell I was developing a head cold. I planned on
taking it really easy on Thursday. I wasn't going to go
anywhere or do much of anything. Well, Thursday (Nov 1) came and started out
just fine. I got a lot of reading done and was able to watch one of my
favorite chick flicks.
Anyways, just before 6:30pm I
had decided to start getting ready to go to a church meeting (I was
feeling pretty good and I knew I wouldn't be running around if I went).
As I was getting ready, I started to have a lot of pain in my lower
abdomen. At first I figured it was round ligament pain, but then it got
worse. Then came the lovely braxton hicks. However, I guess at this
point we'll just call them contractions. They were painful. In a half
hour I had had 4. Jon called me because he was getting ready to come
home from work. I filled him in and while on the phone I had 2 more.
I'm not going to lie. I had to set aside my pride and make the decision
to go to the hospital like my doctor told me to do if something like
this happened. Jon and I planned to meet at the hospital.
first called my in-laws and they were about a half hour away at a
meeting. So, knowing that most of my lady friends were at the church
meeting I was going to go to, I started to think "hmm... who to
call??". The only thing I could think of was to call a few people in
order of how far they were from me lol... I was able to get a hold of my
lovely friend, Kelli. She is pretty much a rock star. Timing was
perfect as she was just pulling into her driveway so she dropped her
kids off with her husband and headed straight here. We stopped at
chik-fila on the way. I had eaten a granola bar earlier to tide me over
so I could have dinner with Jon when he got home. Oops.. so we
stopped for some food on the way to the hospital. Anyways, we got to
the hospital and I signed in at labor and delivery and was told that all
their beds in triage were full so they would come and get me once one
had opened up. I was still having contractions. Jon got there while we
were waiting- so that was nice. Kelli stayed with us until we were
called back to triage. I really can't thank her enough. The only thing
I could do was buy her dinner at chik-fila- haha!
nurse was nice and she hooked me up to 3 monitors (1 for contractions
and the other 2 for the babies heart beats). She proceeded to do
different tests to determine if I was going into pre-term labor or if
there were other problems. She spoke to the doctor who was on-call for
my dr's group. It wasn't my doctor, but I've met the one who she was
talking to. Anyways, while we were waiting for test results to come
back, my contractions were 4 mins apart on the dot. There was still
discomfort/pain but it was lessening. The most serious tests came back
negative- which was really good. However, they found that I was
dehydrated. For those who know me, you know that I'm always carrying a
water bottle with me EVERYWHERE! So, I was honestly super surprised.
We figured it was because of the head cold I've been getting over.
Anyways, the dehydration was causing the contractions so I was hooked up
to an IV and I drained 2 bags of fluid. Once I got through the first
bag, my contractions started to slow down to every 6 mins and then as we
started the new bag they slowed to every 8mins. The on-call doctor was
happy with this and said as soon as I was done with the fluids that I
My discharge instructions: I was told to drink
more water than usual because I am having twins and to rest as much as
possible. So, not full bedrest, but still keeping my feet up as much as
I won't lie, I did feel a little sheepish
going to the hospital because I knew everything was probably fine, but
the nurse eased my feelings by telling me "well, this wasn't
nothing!". I am thankful that it wasn't anything super serious and
that I was able to slow my contractions with the IV. I am so thankful
that I felt prompted to go to the hospital. The Lord always knows how
to reach us, no matter what. We just have to be willing to listen.
am so thankful for Jon and for everything he does for me. I know that
coming straight to the hospital from downtown wasn't the easiest
commute, but I am so thankful that he was able to be there with me. He
is such a wonderful and supportive husband. I'm pretty much the
luckiest girl on the planet. I love him so much and am so thankful that
he is the one I get to share this adventure with.
30 weeks on Wednesday! About 6-8 weeks to go!