Bedrest

I don't know how I would've reacted to this the first pregnancy. There wasn't much blood- but there was blood none the less.

We didn't pass go,

we didn't collect two hundred dollars.

We went straight to the hospital.

Before, chances are, I would've called to see if they wanted me to come in. This time I didn't bother calling. We did make a slight mistake though. I didn't bother packing a bag or anything because I really thought they'd do an ultrasound and exam to make sure the placenta was well attached and send me home on bed rest for a few days. I was wrong. They did the ultrasound and exam but also decided to keep me overnight. They said it's standard for any patient that experiences bleeding so... Tommy got to drive back up to Bainbridge before driving back down to crash on the pull out bed at the hospital. Besides toiletries we'd also left our dog Louie up there and I'm willing to guess it wouldn't have been a pretty sight to see if we'd left him alone all night.

My blood work has been fine so far though. I asked the lady doing the ultrasound if the placenta was properly attached- she said she wasn't allowed to answer that and a doctor would be examining all the pictures and give us the results so... we're waiting on that but I'm feeling fine. Tired, but fine.

This little baby has been stubborn though. She really didn't want to hold still to be monitored and kept moving around making it hard to get the thirty minute reading of her heartbeat that they wanted. I have to confess- I enjoy all the movement and the readings they got were all normal so the kicks brought smiles to my face.

She also wasn't cooperating during the ultrasound when I asked if she could confirm the gender- lol. That's the least of my concerns though. She's got all the organs she needs and is measuring right on schedule- a few days ahead but right around 2 1/2 lbs.


*** I wrote this before seeing my high risk doctor this morning. He nixed the overnight thing. Instead I'm here for 5-7 days. I'm not sure how I'm going to make arrangements for class... but on the positive side I might catch up on reading everyone else's blogs and knitting plus I've got a book I haven't started to read yet. Today went by quickly. We'll see how the rest of the week goes. I don't care how productive it is as long as this baby keeps kicking and growing safe inside. The doctors seem optimistic that she'll stay put- they haven't started me on steroids yet. This week I'll hit the 28 week mark which greatly increases her servival rate, but as much as I want her in my arms I know she's safest right where she is.

I can't shake the feeling that everything's gonna be ok with this Beanie Baby. We've had people lifting us up in prayer today for which I am so grateful and know that is a large part of the peace I'm feeling.

Hope is good.