Thank You

I just wanted to take a moment and thank everyone who encouraged me to call the doctor a couple of weekends ago when I was freaking out. The problem I was having could have become much worse very quickly and I'm feeling so lucky I went to the hospital when I did.



Things have been relatively stable for a week now and they are actually talking about sending me home, which, truth be told, I find totally terrifying. But we'll see what happens. My family and friends (including you) have been great and we will all get through this.

Update on baby boy

Hi Constance The Fifth readers.

C5 asked me to update her blog here (I'm a friend) to let you know about the baby. Which I am happy to do.

C5 is in the hospital for monitoring tonight. There is a small placental abruption which they will keep an eye on. Hopefully she'll be home tomorrow, but she thought that was unlikely. They gave her an initial steroid shot to help develop the baby's lungs, in case he comes early. She is 28 weeks pregnant today.

Ok, Constances and anyone else out here reading this. Time to muster up support for a sister in need. Leave a comment, why don't you. Let C5 know how much we're pulling for her. She'll appreciate it, I know.

Terrified

Oh you guys, I am still so scared.

The baby is moving and I'm not in pain, but I am still bleeding and I can't pretend that it isn't totally freaking me out. I can't do anything. I am being a terrible mother to Mary because all I want to do is lay in bed and cry and pray that I don't end up a member of a club that I do not want to belong to.

The baby has a name and space, in our house but more importantly in our hearts, and the thought that he won't be here to fill it is just about more than I can bare.

I talk to him, I already feel like I know him, and I just can't begin to imagine how I would put one foot in front of the other if something happens.

I want my mom. Except there is absolutely nothing she can do and she's on vacation and she will only worry, probably more than me.

I am not one to worry about things before they happen, I try not to invite trouble, but when something starts to go wrong there is a dam in my brain that gives way and all logic flows out to be replaced by thoughts of every bad thing.

Update

Went to the doctor and all is tentatively fine. . .

She saw blood when she examined me, but was not alarmed by the amount. I am not dilated at all, so she is not, at this point, worried about pre-term labor.

She said if the bleeding really increases or I start having cramping or regular contractions that I should call them and might need to go to the hospital to get things checked more thoroughly.

I was offered the option of going to the hospital this afternoon and having an ultra sound and letting them monitor the baby for a while, but she didn't think it was necessary, especially if I could just go home and rest, which I did.

So I am cautiously optimistic that this is just one of the many little hiccups that have happened along with this pregnancy and that all will still be well in the end.

Oh, and she also said go ahead and use the seven day over the counter stuff for my suspected yeast infection and not to fret about it. Thank you for all your advice -- I did not go as far as to put yogurt in my lady parts, but just the thought made me smile a little bit, so thanks for that.

Help Me Not to Panic

So there was the itching and now I am bleeding. . . which is not a comforting sight, 27 weeks into pregnancy.

I am freaking out a little over here.

I have an appointment at 12:30 and I feel like I'm going to go out of my mind between now and then.

It is not a LOT of bleeding. This morning I thought I'd maybe scratched myself in my sleep (I know, ew) but now it has been a few hours and there is still some bleeding. Not emergency room bleeding. So that's good, I guess.

And Mary is being three, meaning she is being totally unreasonable and I'm having a difficult time dealing with her three-year-old ornery self this morning.

Good thing I have this place to let some of this out. It's not necessarily the kind of thing I want to splash all over my other blog because plenty of people who know me will then also freak out -- like my parents who are in California right now. And I don't want everyone to freak out unless maybe we know for sure there is a reason to do so.

I can almost guarantee that my blood pressure will be a little elevated by the time my appointment rolls around. Anyone want to place bets?

My Face is Red Right Now

Okay, we can file this under the category of just too embarrassing to ask on my "regular" blog.

1. Do yeast infections ever clear up on their own?

2. If I think I have a yeast infection (likely between pregnancy and antibiotic I'm taking for plague of death I got from Sam), will anything bad happen if I don't see the doctor about it until Tuesday when I have an OB appointment anyway?

3. Since I'm pregnant I won't be, um, inserting anything anywhere without a doctor's orders, but do you have any suggestions for, um, itch relief that I could use between now and Tuesday?

And now I need to go hide somewhere, because I am really that embarrassed to have just put those questions on the Internet.

Preschool Update

I don't know if anyone who left comments on the first preschool post is even going to see this, but I wanted to follow up on the thing about Mary telling me a man took her to the bathroom. Her teacher is still treating me a little like I'm an idiot, so I felt foolish asking about it. I used that little notebook that's been in her bag to ask and Miss J responded that all the adults who work in the room are female, though some do have short hair. Mary must have been confused. Which is not shocking because she's three. I appreciate the encouragement to follow up on that one, because it does feel better not to worry about it.