THEO. 10-8-15

 A few entries I wrote as we welcomed Theo. 

10-8-15

When you're pregnant everyone tells you to listen to your motherly instinct. And I'm hear to tell

You that it's true and that feeling is scary when it's not good.

In April we found out we were expecting baby #2 and were over the moon. Especially giving our failed adoption a couple of months earlier.

Well let's rewind to last Wednesday. I've tried to take it easy this pregnancy due to a few bleeding episodes, but on Wednesday something was different. I was in a funk all day and could not get comfortable. My clothes were tight, belly constantly right, constantly getting hard like a rock. It didn't hurt, but it was uncomfortable.

That night Brady came home and I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Tightenings were every 3 minutes. Was it Braxton hicks? I couldn't decide, so I went in to labor and delivery, again.

Sure enough I was having contractions every 3 minutes. Dilated to a 2, funneling, short cervix, could feel babies head, blah blah blah blah :(

My world in an instant stopped. I was in preterm labor at 25 weeks.

All of a sudden we were thrown into this intense baby world. No longer concerned about nursery colors or what type of stroller, but just literally focusing on getting our baby to stay in my womb and if born, survive.

I was immediately pumped full of various medications to stop contractions, given steroids to help babies lungs develop faster and mag sulfate to help prevent ceberal palsy.

The next morning, contractions were still constant but I wasn't progressing. Nurses told me that they had done everything to help me and it was up to a higher power. I prayed like I have never prayed and pleaded to protect our baby. And I can honestly tell you that it was only a miracle that I'm still pregnant.

I spent 4 days in the hospital being closely monitored and 8 days later am home :)

I'm keeping this blog as something for myself, something for our family to read and remember and something to get my emotions out.