An Interesting Week

Last week Brian's grandma was scheduled to fly home on Wednesday night. I heard on Saturday night that a huge storm was supposed to come in on Wednesday. We did everything we could to get her an earlier flight, which included 2 trips up to the airport because Delta just plain wasn't answering. Luckily we were able to get her on a flight on Tuesday morning and we avoided the 2 hour plane delay and who knows how long of a commute to and from the airport on Wednesday night. The weather was terrible.

Also, rather miraculously, Brian got home from the airport about five minutes after I called an ambulance. This seems rather strange to have actually called an ambulance and to have ridden in one. It seems almost surreal. I didn't feel very good the day before and I had some concerns that made us want to get into the dr asap the next day.

We were planning on going in that morning and I was getting the kids all ready to go have a fun morning at Jake and Laralee's house when I started feeling more sick. ....I'm kind of debating how gross I should get in this post. hahah. Basically, I went to the bathroom and I thought I was going to have the baby right there and then. Totally freaked me out. I then called Brian to see how far away he was and totally freaked him out.

For about 10 seconds I debated whether or not to call 911 and decided that my life and my baby's life could be in serious danger and who cared what the ambulance ride would cost. I called and they kept asking me questions and I was like, 'Serious?! I don't want to answer anything right now! I'm going to faint!' I didn't actually say that, but yeah. So then I laid down on the floor, waited, and answered questions.

I called Heber in and told him that some ambulance guys were going to come to the door and to not worry and just let them in. Luckily Brian made it home before they got there and got the kids situated in the basement and got my parents to watch the kids while we were gone.

After about 4 minutes of laying there thinking the baby had died, she started kicking and relieved me quite a bit. It has been rather nice that she is such a kicker because I know she is okay. From then on out I was quite calm and actually laughing at Brian for his continued worry. I was pretty sure that the baby was going to come that day.

At the hospital they did a bunch of tests to rule out a lot of scary things and then found that I was dilating and 80% effaced...which more than likely caused all of the problems. The funny thing is, the first hour at the hospital a ton of people from our ward called us to see how we were and how they could help. It was amazing how fast word got around and how fast we were taken care of from family and friends.

I've continued to go back to the dr several times to make sure I'm not progressing anymore and they gave me steroids to develop our babies lungs just incase she does come early. We are hoping to make it at least until next Monday so I will be able to have her at the hospital here and she will be further along.

This break has been anything of a break for Brian. He had the whole week off and he spent it doing everything! He is amazing. It drives me crazy to be laying down all of the time and I'm about ready to go nuts, but he keeps ensuring me that it is for the best and he has everything under control.

So many people have helped us. It is interesting to feel the emotion of gratitude when I watch my kids eat a meal that was prepared and brought by some loving person. A friend of mine called today and said she was bringing over soup that we could eat whenever. She also brought a plate of crackers and cheese and cut up fruit. For some reason it was just so sweet to me. The kids loved the mom-made snacks that she brought.

My family also took our kids several times during the week and entertained them to all get out. Heber even got to go see The Nutty-Nutcracker ballet with my parents. He loved it! They also took the boys sledding another day which completely wore them out. Martha came and cleaned our house for about 4 hours. This also included taking down all of the Christmas stuff. Totally amazing.

I am so grateful for all of the help Brian and I have received and I am especially grateful that I am fine and the baby is fine.

Here's to getting through another week!