A scary Sunday

It was the first Sunday in a long while that Mike was able to go to church, we tried a new Sunday school class and met some lovely people. We went to check on the kids on our way to worship and they were both screaming, so we packed them up and headed to Costco. At Costco I wasn't feeling quite right, we finished up and Mike said to call the doctor when we get home, I was having contractions about 6 minutes apart. The nurse said to go to the hospital.

After a few hours, I continued to contract about 3-6 minutes apart and the on call doctor came in to check me out. The doctor said I needed to stay overnight and we needed to get the contractions to stop. They gave me a shot that was suppose to stop the contractions and give me some relief, it did not help, the contractions kept coming strong.

They decided to give me Magnesium Chloride and the steroid shot to help develop the babies lungs in case we should have to deliver early. Jeff and Alisa were able to care for Alex and Ella thankfully, while Mike was with me until I got settled at the hospital. Sunday night was miserable, I didn't sleep and I my pain worsened.

Finally at about 2am Monday my contractions stopped and I could breath easier again. Monday I read magazines, watched TV and slept while they monitored me. Mike was super dad and took great care of the kids while I was in the hospital. Tuesday I was able to go home and our new friends from church, Ray and Catherine, brought us the most delicious lasagna dinner. It was such a relief to have dinner made since we hadn't had a moment to think about getting dinner after just getting back from a sonogram Tuesday afternoon.

I am home now and my mom arrived yesterday, "Grandma to the rescue!". I am on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy and the next 12 days are crucial for the baby. My doctor said our goal is to make it at least another 3 weeks. So Mike is off the next week to help out. I couldn't do it without the help of Mike and my mom, thank you Lord. If it had been the week before when Mike was in Florida, I don't know what I would have done! God's timing is perfect.