Monday, January 11, 2016
Pregnancy Scare || 27 Weeks
First off, thank you to everyone who reached out to us yesterday! Chris and I, and baby Graham, have never felt more loved and cared for. Baby boy and I are doing okay after an eventful Sunday morning and afternoon.
Saturday night at church I was feeling slightly uncomfortable, but nothing out of the ordinary. I have chalked everything up to "I'm growing a human, so of course I'm going to feel new things," so I haven't really questioned any pains or symptoms I've had. I've been having Braxton Hicks contractions, but I wasn't sure how they were supposed to feel and I know they are completely normal, so I always brush everything off no big deal.
Sunday morning I woke up and just felt weird. It sounds so silly, but I told Chris I felt skinny, to which we both died laughing after taking one glance at this belly of mine. Usually my belly is big and out there, but yesterday morning I felt like it was tight and sucked into my stomach. I then started to think how Graham hadn't been moving as much as he normally does, so I decided to get up and eat some cereal.
Before getting breakfast I went to the restroom and that's when I noticed blood. You can only imagine the horror running through my head. Blood is the last thing you want to see when you're pregnant, so I told Chris, who calmly told me to get some cereal and wait to if i could feel him.
After eating cereal and drinking juice, I still wasn't feeling him and I couldn't shake the thought of why there would be blood, so we called my doctor. Chris prayed for us and consoled me through my tears. He was the absolute best in that moment.
My doctor happened to be the on-call doctor at the hospital, which was such a blessing.
We got to the hospital and they hooked me up to the heart monitor and the nurse found his heartbeat right away. I burst out crying and Chris shed some tears as well. Nothing sounds better than your baby's beating heart!
I then felt silly for coming in. I mean, he seemed to be fine (he is "stellar" as the nurse said) and I didn't want to be one of those pregnant women who run to the hospital for everything.
Luckily God put something in my gut that told us to go in.
Long story short, after being monitored for several hours they saw that I was actually having real contractions. At one point they were three minutes apart, yikes! I was given a shot to stop the preterm labor and, thankfully, it worked. My cervix was checked and we had an ultrasound to look at my placenta. Everything looked fine!
After five hours we were sent home. I was put on bed rest until my next appointment on Wednesday. I was instructed to LAY down and not just sit down. I'm writing this Sunday night and I can already tell that it is going to be a struggle for me to just lay here, but I am willing to do anything to keep this little guy in there longer!
Chris was such a blessing through everything. He stayed so calm and has now doted on me all afternoon. I can already tell he is going to be smitten with this little guy!
Once again, thank you all so, so much for the prayers and messages. It is truly amazing knowing so many people are praying for you. I wish I could give you all a big ol' Texas sized hug :)
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