Late on a Holiday

Got in a lot of rest today. Nervous about work and the Dr tomorrow. I don't want to go back to the hospital. Its no fun.
Oh and I can't sleep. :)

Rough Week

When pregnant I should always worry when I have a day that I feel really good. This past week was no exception to the rule.

Monday was great, feeling good, got lots of work done. The day flew by. Tuesday I felt a little off in the morning - mind you I get up at 5am on Tuesdays - but I went about my business. Got to work and started to feel worse. Clamy, painful, and then I started throwing up, constantly. My doctor is near my home. And once I had to get sick at my desk in my trash can I knew I needed to get home.

Somehow I drove myself the 25 miles home without getting sick, at least until I got back to the apartment. I called the doctor's office and left a message for the nurse. Then I had to wait.

Waiting was probably the worst part. I was terrified I had done something wrong and the baby would be hurt or messed up. Of course this is every pregnant woman's fear. I just hit 33 weeks this past Friday. My mom was unreachable at church with my 3 year old and my husband was at work. It was tourture.

Finally about 30 minutes later the nurse calls, ask some questions and says she will call me back after talking to the Doctor. Not much later she tells me to report to labor and delivery at the emergency room.

Of course I'm paniced. Call the hubby and he leaves work to get me. At this point driving was not an option for me.

Basiclly I went from feeling great on Monday to dehydrated and in pain from a kidney infection/stones tuesday morning. I even started having contractions, but the baby is still snug in my tummy today.

I was in the hospital until Thursday. I was so happy to get out. Didn't start feeling better until late Friday.

Of course I have to take antibotics every 6 hours, which makes getting a good nights sleep hard.

Here's hoping the next time I go to Labor and Delivery I come home with a cute little girl. And of course it won't be for a few more weeks.

K is 3

So I am no longer the mom of a 2 year old. Kaylee is offically 3.

Sunday Morning

Its Sunday. Which is nice, but means work tomorrow.
I saw Ironman last night, which is good. Make sure u stay after the credits.
Got a pedicure yesterday too. Never had one before.
K has had a cough and cold, but it seems better today. Maybe she is past it.

I am very large now. 30 weeks, that leaves me about 10 weeks. We shall she if I get to a full 40 weeks this go round.