It was an interesting weekend. On Saturday, Baby Girl went to her last music class. She had more fun than she has ever had before. She was singing and dancing the whole time and seemed to really enjoy the class. I'm kind of glad it's over, though, because I really enjoy our lazy Saturdays together.
After her class, we picked up my Grandmother and headed to a family picnic (Daddy had to work). I don't usually go to these things but I figured why not. I hadn't seen some of the family members in quite a few years so we went. It was fun. Baby Girl ran around like a wild child as usual. Her Nan even at her on the ledge of the pool and let her splash and she got soaked! It was funny because when my Mom tried to take her in her pool at home, Baby Girl screamed her head off.
It was HOT (see those bright red cheeks for proof) but it was still fun! Baby Girl was wiped out by the time we left and she fell asleep on the ride home. Of course then she wanted to stay awake later but we let it slide since Daddy didn't get to spend much time with her.
On Sunday, we packed up after church and headed to another friend's house because my husband is helping her with her landscaping. We took my husband's truck so he could take his tools with. I think the two of them enjoy this equally. Daddy loves that his girl his next to him and she loves that she gets to see so much.
She had a great time running around again. Of course she got mad occasionally because she wanted Daddy to play with her but he was working. He took a ton of breaks, though, and got a lot of play time in with her.
Now for the title of this post.
Just before we headed out for our afternoon play time, I sort of kind of fell on my face. I tripped over some crap in our garage. I mostly landed on my left side, got a gashed knee and a bruised shoulder, but I didn't feel bad. I didn't think there was any immediate cause for concern.
So we went on our trip. Little Man moved a little bit on the drive (about 30 mins) but not much. Then he didn't really move much at all the entire time we were out. I just figured it was because it was hot outside and I was chasing Baby Girl around.
He didn't move much on the way home either. And when I got home and laid down and he still didn't move much, I got worried. He is a very active baby and he just wasn't as active as usual. Even after an Icee from Sheetz and some caramel candies, he just wasn't moving much.
So the doctor sent me right over to our maternity triage ward at the local hospital. They hooked me up to a fetal monitor and kept track of the baby's heart beat for 4 hours! It was a long 4 hours but better safe than sorry.
They did some blood work and ultrasound and said everything looked fine. After about 2.5 hours, one of the nurses came in and asked if I was in any pain. I wasn't, but my monitor was showing contractions. Uh oh.
She did an exam and took some more tests and called the doctor to see if I could go home or if I had to stay over night. After what seemed like forever, she finally came back and said the contractions stopped so I could go home. I was so relieved!
Fortunately, my Mom had come and picked up Baby Girl so she didn't have sit with us all night. But until we got out of the hospital, picked up Baby Girl and got home to bed, it was about 1:30am. So we are tired today!!! But at least we know Little Man is OK.
I hope you all had a good weekend!
After her class, we picked up my Grandmother and headed to a family picnic (Daddy had to work). I don't usually go to these things but I figured why not. I hadn't seen some of the family members in quite a few years so we went. It was fun. Baby Girl ran around like a wild child as usual. Her Nan even at her on the ledge of the pool and let her splash and she got soaked! It was funny because when my Mom tried to take her in her pool at home, Baby Girl screamed her head off.
It was HOT (see those bright red cheeks for proof) but it was still fun! Baby Girl was wiped out by the time we left and she fell asleep on the ride home. Of course then she wanted to stay awake later but we let it slide since Daddy didn't get to spend much time with her.
On Sunday, we packed up after church and headed to another friend's house because my husband is helping her with her landscaping. We took my husband's truck so he could take his tools with. I think the two of them enjoy this equally. Daddy loves that his girl his next to him and she loves that she gets to see so much.
She had a great time running around again. Of course she got mad occasionally because she wanted Daddy to play with her but he was working. He took a ton of breaks, though, and got a lot of play time in with her.
Now for the title of this post.
Just before we headed out for our afternoon play time, I sort of kind of fell on my face. I tripped over some crap in our garage. I mostly landed on my left side, got a gashed knee and a bruised shoulder, but I didn't feel bad. I didn't think there was any immediate cause for concern.
So we went on our trip. Little Man moved a little bit on the drive (about 30 mins) but not much. Then he didn't really move much at all the entire time we were out. I just figured it was because it was hot outside and I was chasing Baby Girl around.
He didn't move much on the way home either. And when I got home and laid down and he still didn't move much, I got worried. He is a very active baby and he just wasn't as active as usual. Even after an Icee from Sheetz and some caramel candies, he just wasn't moving much.
So the doctor sent me right over to our maternity triage ward at the local hospital. They hooked me up to a fetal monitor and kept track of the baby's heart beat for 4 hours! It was a long 4 hours but better safe than sorry.
They did some blood work and ultrasound and said everything looked fine. After about 2.5 hours, one of the nurses came in and asked if I was in any pain. I wasn't, but my monitor was showing contractions. Uh oh.
She did an exam and took some more tests and called the doctor to see if I could go home or if I had to stay over night. After what seemed like forever, she finally came back and said the contractions stopped so I could go home. I was so relieved!
Fortunately, my Mom had come and picked up Baby Girl so she didn't have sit with us all night. But until we got out of the hospital, picked up Baby Girl and got home to bed, it was about 1:30am. So we are tired today!!! But at least we know Little Man is OK.
I hope you all had a good weekend!
omg - so scary! i'm glad to hear he is okay. and that you are okay. wow - how traumatic.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, glad you are ok! I would be so worried and upset.
ReplyDeleteEEK, so glad you and the little guy are ok!! Very scary though! Thanks for linking up with us this week!
ReplyDeleteI ma so glad you and Little Man are ok! Thats scary. When I was 8 months prego I fell down the stairs, luckily on my back and baby girl was active after but I was still worried. I cant imagine how I would feel if i hadent felt her move
ReplyDeleteThat would be scary, so glad you both are okay!
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