This week has been a bit trying. Last Wednesday my husband surprised me by taking me for a manicure/pedicure at a local nail spa, and I guess that all that relaxing was more than I could bear. I went into labor, 6-7 weeks early.
Josh and I rushed over to the hospital to pre-register. Better late than never, I guess. We almost made it to admitting when another contraction hit. At that time and angel of mercy found us standing in the hall trying to keep calm. She wheeled us over to the maternity unit where they hooked me up to a few monitors and called our doctor. The labor nurse informed us that it was too early to deliver the baby as the lungs were not yet fully developed. After an hour or so of monitoring the contractions and the baby's activity, the contractions subsided. We have been put back on bed rest/limited activity (again) and told to stay calm for the next 1-2 weeks.
Josh called my parents, who live two hours away, while we were in the hospital to tell them what was going on, and of course they packed their bags right away. The next day they drove out to help in any way possible. What a blessing! Josh's parents, who live in Paso came to pick up our little guy, who is now 17 month old, for a sleepover as I was told not to pick him up or chase him around until we were out of the woods. Josh and I know that we are very fortunate to have two sets of wonderfully supportive parents.
As of today, we are still pregnant and hoping to stay that way for at least a few more days.
Our original due date was 09/26, but the doctor has officially changed it to 10/03 after viewing our ultrasound. I think he is wrong, but time will tell. :)
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