So the last days of my pregnancy are upon me. I thought I would sail smoothly through these last weeks (days??) but alas, the Lil Sweet Pea had other ideas.
On Friday, I went in for my routine weekly appointment and Non Stress Test. The nurse takes my blood pressure and it is high. But she doesn't seem too worried and just tells me she will take it again when I am in the exam room. Okay, I think, no big deal. My blood pressure has been perfect throughout the entire pregnancy. I was not even alarmed in the least.
So I am in the exam room, all hooked up to the machine for the Non Stress Test and the nurse takes my blood pressure again--still high. Hmmm, I think, that is weird. The nurse leaves and the Doctor comes in and checks me--I am 1 cm dilated and starting to have itty bitty contractions. Woo Hoo! I think to myself, We are making progress!!! I am excited because I for a brief millisecond of time believe labor is imminent and that I will be holding the Sweet Pea in my arms soon! But alas, that is not how it goes.
The doctor looks at my chart and says "Your blood pressure is a bit too high for my liking. I am sending you over to the hospital to labor and delivery and they are going to run some labs, give you an ultrasound, and another Non Stress Test. I'll stop by to check on you later." My head is spinning and all I can think is "What? What just happened??"
But I call the hubby and he has to drive 45 minutes from his work to meet me at the hospital. By the time he gets there I am already in a room and hooked up to the monitor. I have had blood drawn. I am waiting to go for an ultrasound to make sure the fluid in the sac is still good and the baby is okay. I am officially freaking out. I am also officially starving. All I had eaten before I went to my appointment was my cereal and my ice water. I have now been in the hospital for HOURS and they won't let me eat because they do not know if they are going to have to induce labor. Oh sheer torture for me who needs to eat a little something every two hours or I completely crash. Let me tell you--I was crashing and burning. I arrived at the hospital at 10:30 a.m. and it was now pushing 3:00 pm. Let's just say I was not a happy camper and leave the ugliness out of it!
Finally get taken to the ultrasound and the Lil Sweet Pea looks good. Fluid is still great. Little one is active and approximately 6 pounds now! It was so neat to see the baby so big and well formed. Our other ultrasound had been at about 15 weeks and the sweet pea really didn't look so baby like! But now --Oh dear lord I cried seeing that little one on the screen. My little miracle baby!
Go back to the room and the doctor comes and tells me the labs look good my pressure has dropped and they are going to let me go home. However, now I am on bed rest. Oh. No. I have to spend the weekend laying down on my left side. On Monday I will return to the office and they will decide whether to admit me and induce labor or let nature take its course.
So today, I went back to the doctor. After laying in bed all weekend--blood pressure looked good, baby is doing well, contractions are still happening, cervix is softer. So pending the results of my 24 hour urine test we will decide whether or not I am to be induced or if we are just going to let nature take its course. I am however, on modified bed rest for the duration--no lifting, no walking too much, no housework, just lots of laying on left side and relaxing. So that is what I am doing!!
It looks like the Sweet Pea's arrival just may be sooner than expected!!!