June 20, 2011

All in Perspective

Tomorrow was the big day when I was going to share the toddler's finished bedroom with all of you. I actually cleaned it up. Made the bed. Checked for spiders. But when I sat down to edit the photos tonight, my husband walked up to me and told me that I'd missed two calls from our clinic today.

And my heart sunk.

Over the weekend, we had a bit of a scare with the baby. Saturday night rolled around with a nice big bout of timeable contractions. For someone who happens to be 32 weeks pregnant, that's not exactly what you're hoping to feel as you're watching a cheesy superhero movie. Then again, if it makes you turn the movie off, it might just be worthwhile.

When the contractions picked up, I quickly searched Google for a timer and began checking to see how close together they were. 3 MINUTES. That got my attention quickly. But since they say that dehydration can cause contractions, whomever THEY supposedly are, I started chugging liquids which naturally had no effect whatsoever on my child wanting to make an early entrance.

Knowing that a hospital stay could be in the cards for us if I couldn't get the contractions to slow, I laid down on the couch with my 64-ounce glass of water. Slowly, the contractions died down to every 6 minutes. Then 10. And then they were no longer timeable. I went to bed and then partied hard (while still taking it easy) to celebrate Father's Day.

Today rolled around with our regularly scheduled midwife appointment. I relayed the weekend's events to her, leaving out the fact that I actually like superhero movies, and then there I was. Up on the exam table with the midwife up in my lady parts.

(Because the whole of the internet needs to know that YES, I am female and YES, I have a cervix, I am forewarning you that discussions about my ooey gooey insides are fair game.)

The cervix report was good. Everything's right where it should be, but JUST TO BE SURE, my midwife ran an fFN test (fetal fibronectin test). It's awfully similar to a strep test except instead of sticking the Q-tip down your throat, they jam it up into your personal bubble as far as humanly possible in order to determine the likelihood of preterm labor in the next 10-14 days.

I went home happy as a clam expecting to see my midwife in another two weeks, but this story isn't a fairy tale and doesn't have a 'happily ever after' tattooed on its backside. Instead, I'm sitting on my couch tonight with another 64-ounce glass of water, completely stunned by the turn of events and the voicemail saying that our test was positive. I'm praying. Trying not to cry. Wanting to scream.

And in the midst of it all, I'm waiting. I'm trying to stay calm until morning when the clinic opens and I can get some answers. So whatever you are comfortable doing, be it praying, well-wishes, or positive thoughts, please send them our way. Sure, I hoped with all of my heart that this little one would come a bit early, but this puts it all in perspective for me. Early would be nice... but please God, not this early.

10 comments:

  1. I had that test done a few weeks ago as well. My doctor said that negative meant for sure (well 95% sure) that he wasn't coming in the next two weeks and positive meant absolutely nothing- that the results aren't reliable. I don't really understand why they do the test. Here is a link to help confirm what I am saying (go to the section titled- What do fFN test results mean? )http://www.marchofdimes.com/Pregnancy/pretermlabor_fetalfibronectin.html

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  2. Oops - meant to add that I am sending lots of positive non-contraction thoughts to you. Hugs.

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  3. Thank you! That's helpful to know- I had the test done with my first pregnancy (it was negative) and my OB emphasized the fact that a positive seemed very reliable for labor within the next two weeks. Quite frankly, I'm glad she was wrong and I'm glad I'm seeing a different provider this time around whose advice I trust more. Here's hoping that Peanut stays put til at least 36 weeks!

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  4. Praying, praying, praying!!

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  5. I'm sorry, lady! I'm praying for you and your family!

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  6. praying everything will turn out just fine! I know it's impossible not to worry....I'm thinking lots of good thoughts!

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  7. Praying for you! Colossians 1:16-17 says that by Him all things were created and in Him all things hold together. Praying He is holding your little peanut in your womb as long as it takes!

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  8. Keeping you and your little one in my thoughts and prayers. May you find peace in the Lord.

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  9. Thinking of you! Sending lots of stay put baby vibes your way!

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