First scare

We had our first scare and ended up in Labor & Delivery on Wednesday night.  I had been feeling some tightness in my abdomen and I was worried that it may be the start of contractions so off we went.  Being back in that place was so scary!  My nerves were completely shot by the end of the night.  All I could think about was the last time we were there when I was pregnant with Harper and how traumatic the experience was, I went into L&D pregnant thinking that all would be fine and I left ten days later without my baby and broken. I was so scared that we were going to be back on that road again. I was so terrified for sweet Pooh.  My mind kept going to the bad place where we lose her, too.

We got all hooked up to the monitors and got to listen to our girl show off her kung-fu moves for about an hour.  It was so comforting to hear her being so active and with such a strong heartbeat.  Comforting but still so scary just being there.  I just have so many bad memories of L&D and that hospital in general.  At one point the nurse came in and told me that I have an "irritable uterus" and that if my contractions didn't stop that they would send me into real labor.  That is the LAST THING that I needed to hear at that point or ever, really.  Apparently "nurse ding dong" slept through the part of my history where I told her about our loss of Harper at 26 weeks.  The threat of pre-term labor is not something that we take lightly!!

After we listened to Pooh for a bit and I received some IV fluids, my Dr. arrived.  She came in and put our hearts at ease.  She checked my cervix, which was still looking very good and she sent off a fetal fibronectin (fFN) which thankfully, came back negative!  A negative fFN means that your chances of going into labor in the next 2 weeks is less than 5%.  Talk about a relief, it was only then that I felt the weight lift.  Pooh should be safe in her home for at least the next two weeks, although we are shooting for much, much longer! {do you hear that, young lady?} More good news, the Dr. told us that the tightening I was feeling was just her moving around and getting comfortable and that she saw no real contractions on our monitor strip.  I even had her feel my stomach where I was feeling tightness and she said that I was just feeling body parts.  I guess I am more of a nervous nelly than I give myself credit for. Better to be safe than sorry, in my opinion though.

Thankfully everything is fine, Pooh is good, I am good, and Daddy is good.  We were a little (OK, alot!) shaken at the time but we got to come home, all of us together, and with a good bit of reassurance that we are doing well and that Pooh is staying put.  That peace of mind was worth the stressful, three hour trip to L&D.  Here's to hoping that it will be our last trip there until sometime in September!