So, at about 28 weeks along, I woke up early morning to a problem. A VERY big problem. We rushed to Lapeer Regional Hospital scared out of our minds! There was blood and a lot of it. Not a reassuring sign when you are pregnant. Once we got there, numerous things happened. I was hooked up to monitors, an ultrasound was ordered and blood work was taken. Of course the ultrasound showed everything was okay with baby - he was moving around like crazy, as he always does. Blood work looked fine too. But when my OB checked me, it was determined the my bag of water had broke. *cue tears!* I ended up being transferred by ambulance to Hurley as the doctors felt that delivery was imminent. Not cool at all. After being on medication to stop my contractions,steroids to help the baby's lungs develop, numerous blood draws and two more ultrasounds it was determined that my bag of water did NOT break. Thank the Lord!!! Baby boy was doing great and the bleeding had stopped. Everything that Hurley did for me helped. The crisis of delivering baby had been averted for the time being. So, I was transferred to another section of the hospital. Three more days of bed rest at the hospital and around the clock monitoring. Within that time, Ed and I had to decide on a name for our child, since we didn't want him to be delivered and not have a name for him yet. That is when we officially decided on JACKSON EDWIN. My husbands name is Edwin and he was very happy to be passing that on. I can't say that I was upset, for I knew for quite awhile that if we had a boy, my husband would want his name passed on somehow.
So now I am home and on modified bed rest. I am allowed to walk around the house for small amounts of time. Take a shower, go to the bathroom and do little things that involve no lifting. If possible I need to have my feet up when I am resting. This will go on until my next ultrasound. Which is scheduled in a couple of weeks. Of course I am frustrated because there are many things I want to do to get ready for little Jackson. Such is life! Luckily, I have a loving husband who can take care of me and our daughter. Having someone around 24/7 is not easy. I wish things could be different, but now I need to do what I need to do to keep him inside for that many more weeks. I will need a lot of patience to get through this.
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