Week 37 ~ November 6, 2006
~ Bit of a Scare
I guess I was lulled into a false state of security, considering how easy my first pregnancy was, and how this has been going as well. That all changed this past Saturday (11/4). Cassie, Bill and I were at home, just taking it easy and watching some TV, when I began to get some regular Braxton-Hicks contractions along with some pelvic pain. I remembered in my prenatal classes that if they occured more than five in an hour to call the nurse line affiliated with the hospital. After about six or seven of these, and as they continued into the next hour, I called the nurse, who advised me to head into labor and delivery. Was I scared! I kept thinking, "I'm not ready yet!" I didn't even have my labor bag completely packed, and the baby's room is still a work in progress.
Nonethless, we headed to the hospital, where they hooked me up to a monitor, did an internal and found that I was dilated, but only a centimeter, but those Braxton Hicks contractions were still regular. The attending doctor and her assistant were getting ready for a c-section, so they wanted me to get off the monitor, walk around and see if that made a difference, one way or another. Well, the contractions slowed down, and by the time they hooked me up to the monitor again, I had one Braxton Hicks contraction. When I was checked again, not only had Cameron moved back up, but so did my cervix (she felt bad that it was causing me pain to try and reach it, it was so high)! So, after three hours, we were on our way home.
I did talk with the doctor about this week and my work schedule, since I was scheduled to cover a campaign about two hours away. She agreed with me that such travel was now out of the question. I was a bit disappointed, but I really didn't want to have the possibility of going into labor either halfway there, while I was there, or on my way back (it's a two hour drive each way). The doctor even gave me a note to give to my supervisors, which I plan on doing when I go in to work. I don't think they'll give me a hard time, considering that I called my ops. manager on Sunday to alert him to what happened. It will just kind of stink that I"ll be stuck in the newsroom. My assistant editor, who I've written about previously, can be a real youknowwhat on election nights, and I hope he isn't too PMSy this time around. About six years ago, I had to report him to HR because of a few things he said (one of which I found very insulting), and I haven't worked inside the newsroom on election nights since then. I'm praying he's not too much of a pain, especially in light of my recent news regarding the baby.
I guess this was all Cameron's way of reminding me to not get too complacent, and to get ready for his arrival, maybe sooner than later!