Most of you that read this probably already know whats going on, but If I don't write things down I won't remember them. Especially since our kiddos are pretty spaced out and it gets hard for me to compare pregnancies. Rob's been gone with work for the past 2 weeks and before he left I was just really dreading this trip. I've been through these so many times, but for some reason I was so emotional about him leaving this time around. Well a couple night ago I noticed a couple contractions but wrote them off as Braxton Hicks. Well on Tuesday we got a ginormous snow storm that left us with 12.1 inches of snow. The one thing I've learned in the 4 years we've lived here is Oklahoma is never...never prepared for snow/ice. I just kept praying that we would keep power. It makes things a bit more bearable. Anyway when I went to bed on Tuesday night I noticed more contractions, but figured I was just nervous about the weather and being snowed in. On Wednesday my ob called to reschedule my appt since the weather was so bad. I let him know what was going on even though I was feeling fine. Well, given my history with having the other two kiddos early he wanted me to go get checked and atleast get a perscription for medicine to hopefully prevent future contractions. My awesome friend Beth offered to take my babies to her house to play then take me to the hospital to get checked out. I got hooked up to the monitors and I wasn't contracting...she said she could see "irrability" but no contractions (I'm not even sure what that means). Baby looked great and was moving around like crazy. They went ahead and did a cervical exam just to see if the previous contractions did anything. Sure enough I was dialated to a 2 and 60%effaced. Which pretty much stinks. I'm only 32 weeks. They went ahead and gave me a steroid shot to help develop her lungs quicker, just in case. They also gave me a shot of medicine to make sure I didn't contract during the night. So long story short, they sent me home reluntatly as long as I promised to stay on bedrest until I see my ob again this next week. So we're praying she stays in longer. Luckily Rob got permission to come home early, and should be getting in this evening. That will make a world's difference for me. I've missed him so much. Also we have to look forward to our little Savannah's birthday on Saturday!!
Savannah started her birthday off with her favorite breakfast
, and then spent the afternoon on a date with Daddy. They went out to lunch and then he took her shopping. They ended up buying her a dollhouse, which is pretty darn cute. I had planned on making Savannah her favorite cake, but since momma's on bedrest, Daddy took her to the bakery and let her pick her own cake. She chose a double chocolate chip cookie cake with Hello Kitty on top. So we had some of her cookie cake and opened the rest of her presents. She is having a little party next weekend when our families come down. I just wanted to tell my little Savannah how much we love her, and are so unbelieveably proud of her.
