The Next Chapter in Our Story

Well, from my last post, our story has changed a bit and I'm sure will continue to do so over the next few weeks and months. I called into the doctor's office on Thursday to ask about some contractions I was having and of course, what do they say every time? Go to labor and delivery.

So I put Coop in the car, headed to the hospital, planning to stay for an hour or so for them to tell me I was silly. That actually didn't happen. They put me on the monitor for a while and I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes. I got a Terb shot and that slowed them down for a little while, but by Thursday night, after getting some pills too, they picked back up. When they checked me, I was dialated to a 1, so obviously we needed to get the contractions stopped.

I ended up staying Thursday night at the hospital just to monitor things and got home yesterday evening. So...what does all this mean? Well, for now, it means complete bedrest. I'm on Terb (Terbutaline) every 2-3 hours (so fun to set your alarm to take medicine:), and taking it easy.

As I sat in the hospital for about 24 hours, I kept thinking "Really Lord, what in the world??" But the truth is, He knows. He knows my fears about having this baby early, He knows my fears about losing another baby, He knows my fears about having a nicu baby, He knows my worries about all the little details. I had to think about how funny and ironic it is that He is ALLOWING me to just sit in all this. I can't go anywhere or do anything. I just have to BE.

I think I was "working away" this pregnancy. It had gone so fast and I was busying myself with life trying to not deal with all of my emotions about Tyler and having another baby. Well, no more busy for me for now. It's hard to let go of the control, but I know it is what's best for me emotionally and what's best for Sawyer physically.

I would love to get to August 2nd, my scheduled c-section date, so please pray for that. I know it will be a long several weeks, but I know that is what would be ideal for Sawyer. He's already something I tell you, the nurses could never keep him on the monitor. He was so mad every time they would try and pick up his heartbeat and would just punch and kick at it. It was really funny, but maybe it won't be so funny in a few months;) Maybe this is my calm before the storm and he might be giving me a run for my money! Either way, I can't wait.....