Too Soon

Have you ever had one of those days where you feel like you messed up everyone else's day? I had one of those on Monday.

Sunday night/Monday morning was restless for me. I was up most of the night in pain and uncomfortable, due to irregular contractions. When Monday morning finally came, I was feeling pretty icky. In fact, it felt just like the morning I woke up and went into labor with Jonas. But being a mom has its duties and I pushed through it, got ready, and took Carson to school. After dropping Carson off at school, I headed on over to Target to pick up some stuff. Walking through the store didn't help me any...it just made me feel like this baby was going to fall right out of me. After purchasing what I needed, Jonas and I stopped by the restrooms on the way out of the store and that's when I noticed that I had started bleeding. I know bleeding in the third trimester isn't normally a good thing as it could mean placental abruption. When I got back out to the car, I called my OB's office and they told me that I should go to Labor & Delivery at the hospital and get checked out. About this time is when I started having regular contractions. They were two minutes apart for over an hour. I'd forgotten how much contractions can hurt!

After making a few phone calls, I picked up Carson from school early and drove the boys up to Jeff's sisters' house. At this point in time I had a million things going through my head. 33 weeks is way to early to have a baby come! Jeff was able to get off work and take me over to the hospital. By the time I was situated in the hospital bed and hooked up to monitors, my contractions and bleeding stopped. The nurse insisted on doing a urine test to see if I had a UTI as that is the most common cause of pre-term labor. But, she also insisted on using a catheter to get the sample so it "wasn't contaminated". That I could have done without! So I sat in the hospital for nearly two hours hooked up to machines and waiting for tests. Since my contractions and bleeding had stopped and my tests all came back negative they told me to go home and "take it easy" and to come back if it happened again. I was so thankful that everything had stopped, but also frustrated that they had no answer for me as to why it happened.

I felt stupid for even going up to the hospital. I felt like I ruined everyone's day...making his sisters drop what they were doing to watch my boys and making Jeff take time off of work to come be with me. I am so thankful that my baby and I are okay, and that everyone was so willing to help me. I just feel like the boy that cried wolf. On one hand, I know that bleeding and regular contractions are a serious thing, but on the other hand, I feel like I should have just "waited it out" instead of ruining everyone's day and accruing more bills that we don't need. Oh well.

On the bright side, I was able to see my baby on the ultrasound and he is breech. Not that it really matters as I have to have a c-section anyways.