As of last Friday, I have officially been pregnant longer
than I was last time. The longer in my
belly the better. Our little boy has
been so very sweet and very VERY active.
I love that he is a mover and a shaker because it is very comforting to
know that he is moving around and, well, alive in there. I've heard too many stories of when the baby
just passes for no reason and stops moving.
Not our little boy. He has even
woken me up a few times during the night.
I guess he is just preparing me for the nights when I have to get up and
feed him multiple times. I can’t wait!
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24 Weeks Along |
But today, Sean had us a tad worried. To not get too graphic, my underwear got a
bit more wet than normal. I thought
that if it kept getting wet, and then I would call my doctor. My water could have broke, or I could have a
leak. But since it was just that one
moment, I decided to not call my Doctor at that point. I told my mom and Kevin what had happened and
they both thought that it couldn’t hurt to call and ask. I guess I should tell you that I have also
been having contractions that past few weeks.
They are not often and they are not bad.
I may get one a day, if that. The
first one I had, I got real nervous because that’s exactly what it felt like
when I was in L+D with Colin and Nathan.
So I texted my friend Brittany who is pregnant for the 2nd
time and she said getting contractions started around 24/25 weeks with
her. PHEW! But since no one told me to expect
contractions or Braxton Hicks this early on in a normal pregnancy, I couldn’t
help but think that my body thinks that this is the time you deliver a
baby. So with the contractions and the
wet underwear, I decided to call the doctor today.
The nurse returned my phone call and I told her what had
happened. She said all the doctors were
in a meeting till noon (it was 9:30) so she suggested I go to L+D and get
checked out to just make sure. I tried
to ask her if I could wait till 12 and just walk over to the OB’s office and
she really recommended that I go to L+D.
I honestly didn’t think it was anything because Sean was moving around
like crazy since it happened yesterday.
But, better safe than sorry. So I
left work and headed to Riverside to get checked out. I called Kevin to let him know but told him
that he didn’t have to meet me there.
Once I got there, they put me in a triage room and I had to
put a robe on and then they hooked me up to the heart monitor and contraction
monitor. The memories just flooded back
to me. I explained my past history to
the nurse and she understood that the extra reassurance will be so calming for
me. She left to go get the doctor but
she was gone for 25-30 min. As I sat
there and thought of the moments with Colin and Nathan and then what if something
was wrong with Sean and He was going to be a preemie too…I started to tear
up. I could not do that again. I needed Sean to be O.K. Also the memories of the heart monitors and
those dreaded straps that go around my belly to hold them on, the blood
pressure cuff taking my BP ever 30 min.
I was back in that same position and it wasn’t happy. I don’t think doing that will ever feel good
until my actual full term delivery day when I know that my baby is fully
developed and can live in the real world without any help from tubes and machines.
The Doctor finally came in and checked to make sure my water
didn’t break. She did a few tests and I
passed them all. I was fine, Sean was
fine, and my water was still in tact. I
asked her what I should look for and what type of thing would require a call to
my doctor. Her and the nurse gave me
some pointers and I got dressed and headed back to work. I called Kevin and told him that everything
was just fine with his son.
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