Tonight I’m feeling less than glamourous (not that I EVER feel glamourous these days… covered in snot, slobbery kisses and paint half the time) in a hospital gown with puffy eyes.
Two words. Magnesium Sulfate.
This drug could not be more evil. It feels like the Scarecrow from Batman Begins just showed you his mask, minus the hallucinations, and plus a high running fever, and severe hot flashes. It prevents preterm labor and does an amazing job at it. This is not our first dance together since I have had it with both previous pregnancies, but oh good grief, I have forgotten how strong it is. After 36 hours on mag my body is finally getting used to it. I am able to type, and focus without feeling like my eyes are kaleidoscopes! So that is definitely something to be thankful for. And of course, that it is WORKING! :)
We did initially think Baby Peach would make her wonderful debut last night, but thanks to mag the contractions have slowed down quite a bit. I wish I knew what the plan was from here, but there isn’t much more to share. I keep hearing they want to keep monitoring us for a while. Possibly extended bed rest. Home, IF the contractions stay this far apart from each other.
I miss my loves. They came to see me today, and it was so so good. I hated to say goodbye.
Hopefully the next few weeks will fly by. Times like this I wish I could peek into the future, to see how everything will work out. To make sure everything is going to be alright.
I’m not afraid this time. I was very afraid while on bed rest with my son. Mostly afraid that history would repeat itself and we would face another incredible heartbreak. Afraid of my body letting my child down.
But I can thank God that there is so much peace over this situation. Peace that no matter what happens, we have amazing friends and family that are coming to our side to help out my hero of a husband while he takes over both our roles in the home, and to just be there for us through texts, emails, phone calls and visits.
We’ve also been so amazed by everyone’s support when I posted on Facebook about it Thursday night. I wish I could put it into words how much it means that so many people care. I really am lost for words, and I do promise to do my best to update as things change or progress.
lots and lots of love xo