Eventful 3 Days...

How could I not blog about this week so far… and its only Friday!

On Wednesday morning I woke up at 2 am. I was having some pretty bad stomach cramps and they were very uncomfortable. So I got out of bed and sat in the living room and watched TV hoping to distract my mind. It did not work. In fact they were getting worse… and then the waves of stomachaches came in sync with Braxton hicks! Interesting I though so I started to kind of keep track of how many I was having etc. For all I knew these were early contractions! I was sure that my mind was over reacting so I kept plugging away at trying to keep myself sidetracked.

Joe left for work (He had mentioned the day before that this was going to be a busy day). I laid down and took a good 2 hour nap and I awoke to another painful stomachache. So I call mom (she and my sisters were headed down here that day and I was hoping they were magically on the road; I hated being home by myself not feeling well). She thinks that what I am experiencing was just a stomach bug but I should call the Birth Center just in case. With a sigh and a roll of my eyes I obliged. I hate crying wolf and I didn’t want to raise any unnecessary concerns! For those of you that know me I don’t call or go into the doctor unless I can’t breathe or unconscious haha… I just don’t care make big deal out of things. But in the interest of me being only 34 weeks and if this was pre-term labor and thinking of Michael I called. They were a little alarmed and wanted me to come in.

I call Joe crying (poor thing thought I was dying… oops). I felt so bad asking him to come home from a super busy day at work to take me to Savannah! In my head I thought this was all for nothing so I hated having to even ask him. Of course he didn’t mind and wanted to make sure I was ok so he rushed home to drive me out there. Gosh I love him!

So anyway… we get there, they hook me up and we wait around to see what’s going on. So no contractions… good news! I am not dilated and so the conclusion is that its just a stomach thing. So now I feel terrible… I knew that is was nothing but I drug Joe out of work and probably kept some of the nurses and or midwives from a lunch… I hate feeling that way!

So yeah, stomach hurt pretty much the rest of the evening. Mom, Ash and Britt came in from Raleigh. I was so glad they were able to come down for a visit. We didn’t do much that night as I wasn’t feeling too hot.

Thursday morning I was feeling so much better! I woke up starving (probably because I didn’t eat much on Wed). We did a few things around the house, washed Michaels bedding and some clothes and blankets etc. Ash put the stroller together for me… Britt helped me make the Honeycomb canvas… and later that day we all went on Base for the Baby Shower. It was a lot of fun and Michael got a lot more fun gifts! He is so loved already!

This morning (Friday) I was back to feeling pretty yucky again unfortunately! But I sucked it up as we had another ultrasound to look at Michaels Kidneys again… and guess what!  He still has fluid… big surprise! So again they aren’t too concerned we just have to mention it to our pediatrician so he can keep an eye for any problems. They did a few measurements on him to guess his size (of course its never really that accurate but whatever). They guessed him to be 5lbs. Slightly small but again not overly concerned as he was being stubborn and not letting her get the best measurements.


People have asked if I am concerned about him being to big... answer... NO! Even if this measurement is wrong and hes like 7lbs I am not worried one bit. Size of the baby has not been proven hereditary in any way, if there are any links its your mothers history. Most babies are not going to get too big for the mother's body. I've got hips and I am confident that he will come out just fine... wether he is 6lbs or 11lbs! Of course it would be nice to have Mikey on the smaller size but who knows what God has in store for him! 

So we are literally pulling out of parking lot from the ultrasound and I get a text message from my Aunt. Now I have not spoken a word to her since June 6^th 2010 (day after Joe and I got married in Sav). Long story I wont get into because quite frankly I am past it and at peace. So this text came as a surprise of course. 

It reads “Your Grandma is anxiously waiting to hear from you re: pkg delivered yesterday AM from FedEx. She asked me to ask you to call her today. Thx”

**OK yes, I knew Grandmas was sending some outfits she had made for Michael. I was excited to see them. This text implies that I am being ungrateful in not called her… regardless of the fact that I just haven’t felt that great. I don’t go very long without talking to grandma. I also know grandma well enough to know that she wouldn’t go through my aunt to have me call. If Grandma needed to talk to me she knows my number and has, and will call me.

So I just assume that my aunt doesn’t know I spent the day under the weather so I reply back “I will call no worries… Yesterday I spent at the Dr. We thought we were going into pre-term labor.”

Well I just figured the convo would end there; especially since my aunt is a nurse and I figured she would understand. My intention was to never not call my grandma. With her sleep/nap schedule it is a little difficult to find the right time to call and catch her awake. So a few min later I get another text from her. Strange I thought but I opened it up to read it.

It says (and I am not making this up… I’ve got it on my phone!) “Trust me, sending u that message was the last thing I wanted to do”

So how do you interpret that? I didn’t respond to it. I was not interested in ruffling any feathers. I let it go. But I can’t help but wonder if she meant she was upset she had to break the silence or if she just figured I am old enough to know better to call and thank someone. Either way I felt it quite hurtful and rude. To be honest I didn’t expect anything less.

I know that I am grateful that I have Ash and Britt as sisters. They would never treat my kids the way she has any of her nieces or nephews. But who am I to judge; maybe the relationships she has with the others are great! I can only speak for myself.

Oh and I did call Grandma this afternoon for those who were curious! I love her so much and I miss her terribly! Talking with her is always an adventure and I am so glad she is still around for me to call! She was happy to hear I got the package but to be honest; she was more concerned about making sure I was feeling better and she warned me to take it easy and not do too much, she says “Now don’t over do it Amanda, you promise!”