Well, I would say "December 2 Remember" this year!
Little man decided he wanted to come play SUPER early and on December 8th I went into pre-term labor.
Funny thing was I was totally fine just hours before..I had worked on Nyte Roc all day then met up with Billy and some friends for dinner at Taco Diner. At the end of the meal I started feeling some pain so I left a few minutes before everyone else to go lay down at home. The pain just kept getting worse and worse and finally Billy just decided to take me into Labor and Delivery (just in case). Sure enough...
That night they gave me shot after shot of terbutaline to stop the contractions, and after that didn't work they gave me Magnesium through my IV to stop labor--which made me feel SO sick...and nauseated like I had the flu. The nurse gave me demerol for the pain too...which made me say funny things and then I just passed out. They also gave me two steroid shots in my bootie for the baby's lungs JUST in case I had him that night. After 24 hours of Magnesium, it finally slowed my labor down and my body relaxed.
The nurse came in early the next morning and said that the doctor on call "slept with one eye open" because she figured at any minute she would receive a call that I was having this baby. ....That didn't freak me out or anything. HA.
From Dec 8th-23rd, Billy and I spent every day and night in the hospital. He luckily got a few days off to spend with me initially and thank GOD for that because I think I was traumatized and in shock for the first few days. He really helped me get through all of it, and kept me calm and SANE. It was a tough two weeks but I am so thankful for so many things.
One, I'm thankful that he is still inside...warm and cozy...growing and getting stronger every day. I was only 25 weeks when I went in...and when I met with the neonatalogist she went over all of the possible disabilities or diseases this child could develop being born that early. It would have been very hard for all of us.
Two, I'm SO thankful for all the love and support we received while in the hospital. Obviously first and foremost my husband-who was with me every step of the way..and is STILL doing everything he can for me...and also my family and friends. Thank you for visiting me, keeping me company, calling me, and for caring so much about all of us. The cards, flowers, meals, gifts...it was too kind...and I really really appreciated ALL the thoughts and prayers for us. THANK YOU so much. I really don't know what I would have done without ALL of your support.
Also, the doctors, nurses and staff were all SO helpful and supportive during this time as well. I made some friends- and I really got to see their hearts. These women had such a strong passion for taking care of us and I know how much they did for me and my little family. It's not an easy job but they always had smiles on their faces!
Lastly, I'm EXTREMELY thankful that everything stayed stable and we were able to be home for Christmas. It was such a wonderful Christmas with our families and it was such a peaceful feeling being back home. I think Baby The Kidd got more gifts than any of us...and it was definitely a small Christmas for us- but my Christmas present was him still growing inside of me and us getting to be home to enjoy our decorations and each other.
Unfortunately I will be stuck on bed rest until I reach 34 weeks...BUT I guess that means time to rest before he gets here, and time to get things done..while laying down. lol.
Thank you ALL again for all the thoughts and prayers....they really worked. It's a true miracle and a blessing that everything is alright..and I can't wait for the little man to get here...but I can until it's really time! haha.
Thanks for reading this INSANELY long blog...next one won't be so dramatic! Take care.
With love,
Julie
