Early Thursday morning, I woke up not feeling right. I had horrible stomach cramps and for the next eight hours, I wasn't able to keep anything down. On top of the upset stomach, I was having some pretty regular contractions. I tried to get as much sleep as possible knowing we had an appointment with our midwives the next morning. I still wasn't feeling too hot by the time we got to our appointment, and was not all that shocked when they told me I was severely dehydrated. I did get a little bit of good news at our appointment; my strep B test was negative. With the news that I was dehydrated , I was strongly urged to go to the labor and delivery triage unit at the hospital for some fluids. I was supposed to get two units of fluids and some zofran as well as have baby's heart rate monitored for a while. Baby girl was not handling my dehydration very well; her heart rate was quite high and I was having contractions ten minutes apart pretty regularly. After a couple units of fluids, I thought we might get discharged. Unfortunately, I spiked a low grade fever which meant more fluids and some Tylenol.
Unfortunately, baby's heart rate was still averaging in the 170's, which was higher than they wanted it to be so we were admitted for overnight monitoring. Fortunately, once they told us we were going to be admitted, I was moved to a more comfortable room and got off the triage cart! In the process of getting moved, my contractions picked back up to every two to five minutes. Overnight, baby's heart rate finally calmed down into the 130's and 140's. My contractions also stopped for the most part after more fluids and two more doses of zofran. I can't say I got much sleep Thursday night, but I was glad to know baby girl was safe. Our midwife came in to check on us at 8:00 Friday morning, and was pleased with where we were at. We were finally discharged early Friday afternoon with instructions to go home, rest and take it easy over the weekend.
Luckily, I had a little more energy Saturday morning and ventured out for a girls pedicure. It was nice to have a little pampering after being stuck in the hospital for a day. Unfortunately, by Saturday afternoon, Andrew wasn't feeling so hot. Needless to say, we weren't the most productive over the weekend. Our big adventure for the weekend was taking the dogs for their annual physicals yesterday afternoon. After our little scare last week, I wished I had more energy over the weekend to finish up some of the last items on our to do list. I had been convinced we were going to have at least a week past our due date before our little one arrived. I can't say I'm as strongly convinced at this point that she is going to stay put that long. Right now, we are crossing our fingers she waits until after Friday night to make her appearance in the world.
Here is my week 37 bump picture:
The countdown is on to see how many more bump photos we get before we can finally introduce our little one to the world. We hope she sticks on the inside for a few more days. On Saturday, we celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary! Friday night, we have tickets to see one of our favorite comedians, Lewis Black. We took a gamble when we bought the tickets, but wanted to give ourselves something to look forward to at the end of the month since we knew we would also be anxiously awaiting the arrival of our little girl. As our annual tradition, we have a cake ordered to be picked up on Saturday. This year we went with a champagne cake. We have a bottle of champagne in our wine fridge from our wedding that we have been saving. We said we would drink it on our 5th anniversary, but that's not exactly a possibility right now. So, the compromise was a champagne cake! Let's hope our little bundle doesn't think we are buying her birthday cake!
Fingers crossed we both are feeling well this weekend and can finish up our last to-do items. At this point, we only have a few things left. Last night, we bought the ingredients to make a couple different kinds of trail mix for early labor and after delivery. Our hospital bag is packed and ready to go, we have a freezer full of food, the nursery is almost ready to go, and I have officially hit the wall of "doneness" with this pregnancy thing. I'm now walking around with a bowling ball between my legs; can't say I'm ready for four more weeks of this feeling.
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