So remember on Friday how I did a post about how I am so glad to not be on bed rest for the first time out of my four pregnancies. I obviously spoke too soon. Friday night David and I were lucky enough to have Trish take the kids to her place for the night so that we could go to the temple after trying 2 or 3 other times to go and failing. So Trish picked up the kids and then David and I went and did initiatory. Silly David thought that would be faster than doing an endowment session, which usually lasts about an hour and forty five minutes. Apparently he was done about 45 minutes sooner than I was and had quite a bit of time to wait and reflect. He had been insanely busy at work the past couple of weeks and this particular night he was finishing up a project he has been working on for the past year, but told the guys he was working with that he had to go to the temple and we couldn’t postpone it again. So he reluctantly left his computer to go to the temple. We got home and David went straight to work again and I laid down for some very quiet relaxing time without any worries that a child would come running into my room with a “major” problem. I finally went and picked up the kids from Trish’s and brought Gabby with us for a sleepover.
The next morning I got up and took a shower and then went up to get the kids some breakfast and felt a little off. I just felt weak and a little weird. That is when the first contraction came and so I went and laid down in my room and started timing the contractions. They were lasting about 40 seconds and they were 1-2 minutes apart. David was in his office on a phone call going over some little details of the project he was still tweaking. So I decided to wait until he was off the phone before I told him. He got off the phone and I went and told him not to freak out, but I was having contractions and they were only a couple of minutes apart. He started freaking out and asked how long I had been having them and I told him it was about 20 minutes. So then I went and laid down again and he came in and said that we should go to the hospital. I finally told him ok and our sweet neighbor Sister Desmond came over with her dough for cinnamon rolls in hand and watched the kids for us, while we headed to the hospital. I had been a little emotional that morning before the contractions started and then when they started that just added to it. You would think that since I had been through this with every other pregnancy I would be used to it, but I just was so scared they wouldn’t be able to stop the labor. My sister Pam had called while we were getting ready to leave and David answered the phone and said I couldn’t talk, because I was crying. She laughed and said what a baby I was being and then felt a little awkward, when I got on the phone and I told her that we were heading to the hospital…Then on the way to the hospital David’s mom called and was telling us how David’s cousin was coming home from a mission on Monday and we should try to make it to visit her if we could. David then told her that he didn’t think that would work because we were heading to the hospital. So by 10:00 I think that all of our family knew and majority of our ward as well.
So I got checked into the labor and delivery and got to wear the beautiful gown I am so fond of and the fetal monitor and contraction monitor thing. They then checked me and luckily I was only dilated about a one and no other progress. They took some samples to be sent to the lab to see if I had any infections and to see if I was in true labor. The contractions were getting pretty painful by this time and were still about a minute or two apart. So the sweet nurse said they were going to give me some medicine with a shot which was one of the most painful shots ever in my arm and then my hip to help stop the contractions and some stuff for the pain. After about an hour the medicine still wasn’t making the contractions stop as much as they would like them to, so they gave me another painful shot in the arm. You would think that after 18 weeks of shots in my hip I would be used to them, but I would gladly take my weekly shot daily rather than these 2 shots. Luckily the third shot did the job and the contractions stopped and they said I was able to go home, but had to be on bed rest. I was so drugged and drowsy and out of it, that didn’t sound bad at all! So we got home and I talked to my sister, Trish, for a few minutes before heading to lay down. I slept the rest of the day mostly in and out of sleep and loved what a good sleep I was able to get because of the medicines and thought about asking my doctor for some more of that for the rest of the pregnancy!
I am just very blessed to have so many great friends, family, and neighbors to watch over us and make this time so much easier. David especially is amazing with all of this. I don’t know that I would be as firm if he were the one on bed rest. I would probably be begging him for his help. But he is amazing and insists that I take it easy and gets onto me anytime I step foot out of bed. He is amazing and I am so grateful how considerate and thoughtful he is for me and this little baby. The kids have also been amazing as well. Little David saw me going to get a snack and said, “Mom, you don’t need to get up let me get you something. Until Elizabeth comes mom I can get you all your food and drinks for you.” How sweet is that?! Maggie is constantly bringing me snacks and special drinks and then today she started putting away all of our dirty laundry in our bedroom and tidying up for me. Too cute! Parker is just Parker and is usually coming into my room with a box on his head for a hat of socks on his hands for gloves and making me laugh constantly. He loves to come and make his whole body shake to make me laugh. What a great little family I am blessed with. I am truly excited to meet little Elizabeth and have her to snuggle with, but I am so glad she is able to grow a little more and hopefully come out a healthy baby girl!
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