At about 3:30 a.m. this
morning I woke up feeling nauseous and awful. Being pregnant, this wasn’t too
surprising or uncommon (although I have had a relatively “easy” pregnancy in
terms of the normal symptoms such as nausea that people associate with
pregnancy). When the feeling that I was going to actually vomit (something that
hasn’t actually happened up to this point) came over me, I headed to the
bathroom and made routine visits there every 1 ½ to 2 hours following. I
decided that since my doctor is fabulous, and pretty much wants to know every
time I blink, I decided to call the advice nurse, just to let them know I
either had the flu or food poisoning and to see if they had any bright ideas as to
what I should eat or drink to make sure I stay hydrated and nourished for the
baby. Much to my surprise (although, as I mentioned before, my doctor may be
slightly over-zealous and hence I should not have been too surprised…), they
ordered us to head over to the Labor and Delivery Department at St. Vincent right
away, as it sounded more like the flu then food poisoning, and I would need IV
fluids to prevent dehydration and the potential for early term contractions. So that is where we spent the next three and a half hours...
As
with all unexpected surprises, a few good things came of it. We got to listen
to the baby boy kicking and moving around. He was fine, and his heart rate was
148. And, we also got to preview the Labor and Delivery Dept., and try out the
Mom and Dad beds. Bryan and I actually took small naps as we waited for the IV
and anti-nausea drugs to kick in. It
was also a busy day, as it seemed many babies decided to enter the world all at the
same time. Despite this, the care was good and the staff was friendly. We
enjoyed our time (and I left almost feeling halfway decent), but my only regret
was that we didn’t have a cute little bundle of joy to bring back to the
outside world with us. This is a blessing, as I seem to continue to put this
little guy through many unexpected trials, but he remains tough. August 26th (or
sliiiiiightly sooner) can’t come fast enough! I took a few pictures of the
L&D room, to remember what it will be like for the magical day when he does decide to arrive:
This will be your first crib. But don't get too comfortable. You will have a much nicer one at home!
This is Daddy trying out his window seat/bed. He said it wasn't too bad. Especially since he started snoring while I took this picture.
This was my view. Pretty boring. And the rocking chair wasn't even that comfortable.
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