So, this week has been interesting! On Monday I felt awful most of the day. I chalked it up to a case of the Mondays and not enough sleep. When I picked Lyla up we headed straight home to relax on the couch. At first I thought, "I'm just not comfortable in my jeans!" So, I put on some extra roomy pajama pants and laid down on the couch. It didn't help. As I laid there I started to put two and two together. I feel terrible, I feel my belly starting to squeeze me to death and I feel a lot of pressure down below! Uh oh! So, I started timing the squeezy feelings. Three to five minutes apart. I started feeling them in my back too! So, I called T.J. to tell him, "I think I'm having contractions". Of course he said call the doctor. So, I called the after hours line because it was 5pm by then. After I was put on hold for 10 minutes I finally told someone my story. The nurse from the doctors office called shortly after that and said, "You're only 33 weeks pregnant, Go ahead and head down to the hospital. I will tell Labor and Delivery you are on the way." So, I called my mom and told her what was going on. They came over. Nana stayed with Lyla and Papa drove me to the hospital to meet T.J. Once we got up to the floor the nurses took me to a triage room. I changed into a lovely hospital gown and got hooked up to the monitors. Sure enough I was having regular contractions. About every 1 1/2 minutes. They were getting stronger. They did a little test to see if I was truely in labor, it was negative but they still needed to stop the contractions. The doctor came and and said, "Congratulations, you've won a ticket to Labor and Delivery tonight!" The IV went in and the meds started flowing. The contractions calmed down after a dose to stadol. I got a dose of steroids to mature the baby's lungs just in case the contractions didn't stop. They did and I was able to rest. I spent the next 24 hours hanging out on the L and D floor and waiting to see what happened. Needless to say my doctor put me on bed rest for the rest of my pregnancy. I need to try to make it to 35 weeks, 8 more days! We'll see what little Lily has in mind for us!
