Our First Hospital Stay...

Last Wednesday Morning I woke up at 4am because my stomach decided it didnt want anything in it anymore. Between 4am and 6am, I was in and out of bed so much, that not only was I wondering where it was all coming from, but I was also so winded just trying to roll myself out of bed so many times. At 6:30 I made Shane his breakfast and climbed back into bed...I felt kind of dizzy and after a few minutes decided maybe I should call the doctor. I have heard about the body cleansing itself before labor like this and I knew I still had 6 weeks before labor so it made me kinda nervous. The nurse paged my doctor and she said to go to Triage right away...That scared me a little. I was thinking the doctors office might be fine. Thinking I would only be there an hour or so I told Shane to go to work and I would have my Dad take me. After intake at Triage I sat there for atleast 5 hours hooked up to a Fetal Moniter and IV after IV, the doctor came in and said I was severely dehydrated and was actually having minor contractions when I was admitted. A few times the babys heart rate took a dive and the nurses were great, they responded so quickly I felt like a three alarm fire was in process. The doctor told me she had to admit me due to the babys heart rate and they wanted to moniter him for 24 hours, so for the first time in my life I was admitted into the Hospital.

Shane did great. He figured out the Daddys Bed and was all set up with his pillow, blanket and computer for the night. We had a private room with Cable and Room Service. Though I didnt have the slightest appetite at all. He ate pretty well considering we ordered food three times that night.

I, on the other hand, was woken up every hour to have the fetal moniter checked and made to go to the bathroom to make sure my kidneys were processing all the IV that was being poured into my system. The next morning I woke up starving! I ordered up the biggest breakfast from room service and ate it all! Shane left for work and I was finally able to go home around noon. Apparently it was just a bug. I didnt realize that getting sick a few times wreaked such havoc on the baby. We didnt realize the intensity of the situation until we were leaving the hospital.

This experience did make me realize how NOT ready I am for baby to come home. I dont have the bags packed, or the room ready and totally forgot about Lexie in all of the chaos. I have so much to plan for still and thats just for the labor portion of this pregnancy....

I am more anxious than ever to get this son of ours here safely. Though now I am more uncomfortable than before...sleeping is not as pleasant as it once was. I still have no idea where this baby is though, as I dont look like I am due in 6 weeks. I've had a few people say to me in the past week that my tummy looks so small for being almost 8 months along. I do know he has now turned upside down, so atleast he is in the "GO" position, he just hasnt dropped yet. So until then, he resides in my rib cage. Shane says its because he wants to be close to Mommys heart....But he already is!

This is probably one of many hospital visits we will have in our lifetime together. Being that he is the son of Shane Henry, he will most likely have his fathers love of the outdoors and passion for things that have wheels and go fast! Until then he will continue to grow for the next few weeks until he is ready to come out and meet the world.