What A Day!

So, today was supposed to be day 2 of 30 days of me, but that's gonna have to wait for tomorrow, because I have to tell you about my day today.

Yesterday, I hit my pregnant belly with a steel cart at work. The impact was enough to make me double over, and I have a pretty high tolerance for pain, so that's saying something. I left work about 20 minutes early and came home and rested for the remainder of the day. When I woke up this morning, I was really really sore all over my belly, not just where the cart hit, and I was having some sharp pains and a bit of a hard time breathing. I called my doctor's office and they told me to go ahead and go to the hospital so they could get the baby on monitors and just make sure everything was okay with her.

When we got to the hospital, I was called right back and wasn't even triaged in emergency before they took me to labor and delivery. Of course, HubbyButt didn't join me when they called me back, thinking they'd take my info, my temp, and my blood pressure, then send me back out to wait for an ER room to open up, so I was all alone in L&D until I texted HubbyButt to see where he was. Silly boy was waiting patiently for me in the ER waiting room, wondering what was taking so long.

After an hour of sitting in the room in L&D, a nurse tried to bring another patient into the room, thinking it was empty (I guess the nurse that checked me in forgot I was there or something). Right after that, my nurse came in and took all my info and got me set up on the monitors. She also gave me a clicker to use whenever Princess moved, since I had mentioned she'd been moving, but less than usual. An hour and a half after being on the monitors, the nurse came back and told HubbyButt and I what was going on. Princess' heart-rate was steady, but had dropped a couple times, and my doctor had okayed an ultrasound, just to make sure everything was really okay (Princess has had a high, steady heart-rate since day 1, and it's not normal for her to let it drop), but it was going to be awhile before they could get me into ultrasound. HubbyButt had to get home to change for work at that point, so he left after making sure his mom could come and pick me up when they released me.

About ten minutes after HubbyButt left, his mom showed up to keep me company. It was so great having her there with me! She got to really see Princess moving around, as Princess did not like the monitors at that point and kept trying to kick them off my belly, which was awesome. Finally, two hours after being told I'd have an ultrasound, the nurse came back and let me know they were ready for me. Princess was more than happy to oblige and behaved herself during the ultrasound, moving and just letting us know she was okay. At one point, the ultrasound tech actually said the baby has a pretty little face! That made my day for sure. *The picture here is NOT from today. HubbyButt treated me to a 3D ultrasound two weeks ago.*

About half an hour after the ultrasound, the nurse came in and said everything looks good, and I was good to go, I just needed to remember to take it easy and steer clear of steel work carts.

So, I guess I'm just an overanxious mommy-to-be. I'm really glad I decided to go in and get checked out, since I tend to worry and I'd probably be in a bit of a panic now if I didn't know for sure that Princess was still perfectly happy in her bubble. Hopefully we won't have to go back to the hospital until she's 100% ready to make her grand appearance!