Well, I'm still here. My due date isn't for another 2 days... but I thought I would go early. Or my doctor did(and everyone else, too). Over two weeks ago I had already progressed a lot, and she told me if she had to put money down, I would have this baby at 39 weeks or no later than 40. I guess she could still be right, but I only have a couple more days left to be considered early!
However, I am thankful that I didn't have him at 39 weeks. Last week I was terribly sick with a virus. It was all stomach/bowel stuff (sorry if any of this is TMI). I had it for days and days, but it only continued to get worse, not better.
Finally last Tuesday night I was in such horrible pain (goodness, I might as well have been in labor), we went to the hospital. That amount of pain and blood will scare anyone when they're pregnant.... or even not pregnant. They sent me right up to the labor and delivery floor, but they didn't really know what to do with me. They told me it was a virus, gave me some medication for nausea, and fluids because I was so dehydrated. Since it's always hard to know what you can and can't take when you're pregnant, it was good to have the Dr and midwife tell me what I could take to try and calm it down. We went into the hospital at about 9:30PM, and left at about 3:30AM. I was already feeling better by the time we got home. Daniel was such a trooper.... we were at the hospital until 3:30AM and he was back at a different hospital for clinical by 6:30AM. He is so supportive and does anything for me! We were just thankful they didn't actually admit me and make me stay overnight. I was feeling soo much better by Wednesday morning, the fluids themselves made such a difference. Wednesday was a much better day... by evening I actually sat upright for over an hour, and that was much improvement.
Thursday I had to go back to the doctor, and while I felt a lot better, I was sooo worn out I felt like I got hit by a truck. The midwife was glad to see I was doing a lot better, but they had to put me on an antibiotic for an infection which could potentially upset my stomach. Grand.
Are you bored of my story yet? If not... Wednesday was supposed to be my last day of work. Well, I wasn't there on Tuesday or Wednesday because I was so sick. I had been there Monday even though I wasn't feeling very well. So after my doctor's appointment on Thursday, I went back into work to say goodbye and collect my things. I apologized for it kind of being a bad ending, but it really wasn't worth me coming back at all. I didn't have to say official goodbye's or anything, because I have strict orders to come back so they can see the baby. :)
I continued to gain energy back last weekend, but still wasn't quite myself. A lot of people told me I didn't look so great. Haha.. thanks. I wasn't feeling so great either, so I guess that explains it! Monday of this week I really felt the best I had in a couple weeks. So now that I'm done with work, it has been nice to rest and relax a bit and just recuperate. I am so thankful I am feeling so much better. I can't imagine going through labor feeling as exhausted and wiped out as I was already feeling.
So I have been home all week... I've had some time to just keep the house clean, cook meals, organize last minute things, play the piano, and go on lots of walks. This is the first time in a long time that I've had this much time on my hands. While I'm SO anxious to meet our little boy and get out of the 9 month pregnancy stage, I am enjoying my time at home and my time with Daniel. He took vacation time this week and next, so he's been home a lot in the evenings. It's been wonderful.
I can do all the exercises/walks I want... but only God knows what day our little blessing will arrive! I will keep you posted when he makes his appearance! :)
...and if you made it through this whole post, you are a dedicated reader. :)

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