29 Weeks and Bedrest!

It has been a while since I last posted, but we have been beyond busy with the holiday's and supposedly moving. We enjoyed a lot of time with family and friends over the Christmas season and the boys loved opening their presents. We found out we weren't moving, the contract we had to sell our house fell through, which was extremely disappointing for us. We love our home now, its just too small for our growing family.

So we've been trying to creatively decide where Baby C will go. Not so much him, but his clothes and all of the things needed to care for a baby! We still haven't completely decided on a solution, but we've come up with a few different ideas.

I am now on modified bed rest. Talk about another disappointing day. I went for a check up the Friday before Christmas and got a great report. I have been consistently measuring around 5cm the whole time, and Dr. T was sure I wouldn't have that appointment where I got disappointing news.

Well, New Year weekend I began to notice some things and began having some concerns. I finally called in Sunday morning, January 1 and was disappointed Dr. T wasn't taking his own calls. It is extremely rare for him to not take his own calls. But I spoke with another doctor in the practice who was great, although he sent me in to the hospital to get some tests ran. So I left all my boys at church and went in.

The house doctor that was there was horrible. Did not like her at all. I don't think she heard a word I said and she did way more than the tests needed. I am still livid with her! But what we thought the problem was, checked out okay and I was sent back home to rest. I actually spent the afternoon and evening resting at my grandparents for our last family Christmas.

Well, when Dr. T got a phone call from my hospital nurse Sunday afternoon, he was NOT happy with how things went down. He checked on me Monday and Tuesday, and finally on Wednesday he said he just wanted me to come in and get checked out so he would feel better, as his concerns were not the same as the doctor I spoke with on Sunday.

So I went in on Thursday late morning by myself, and got the dreaded news. My cervix was giving out, and was in fact, already in the danger zone. It was Dr. T's surgery day, but my ultrasound tech, whom I love, tracked him down in a surgery, had a nurse hold the phone up to is ear and explained the situation. I pretty well knew what he would say, and when she came back her news confirmed my fears, I was on bed rest.

I laid the rest of Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday and finally went back to be checked again on Tuesday. I was dreading getting bad news again, but was so thankful to receive good news! My cervix had improved almost a centimeter! So after a long conversation with Dr. T, we decided to try a modified bed rest. Basically, I am on bed rest as much as I can be, but am allowed up for things I consider necessary.

I will go back tomorrow to get checked again, and am praying for things to continue to improve, or at least hold steady. I do not want to do strict bed rest with this pregnancy!

Regardless of what happens, I am thankful to be in a much better place with this pregnancy, to have a doctor I totally and completely trust and love, and to have a sweet active baby boy who will have a great chance at survival if born from here on out. I would just prefer for me to hold him when he is born, not a NICU so I continue to pray that we make it full term!