Upside down

We have been having a little bit of a tough time. If you care to know the whole story, read on.

This is me in the hospital one week ago. There are no other pictures because it gets pretty ugly after this.

Last week I went in my my scheduled 20 week ultrasound, after checking all the usual fun stuff with the baby, (it's still a girl). The ultrasound tech told me she had to check some other stuff as part of the exam. Our first red flag. Basically my cervix was opening. This is not good. I think here is a good place for a little background. We were in the process of moving. Movers were at our house packing boxes that very day. The truck was coming the next day and we were scheduled to drive away just a few days later. So, back to the story. My doctor came in, gave me the news then told me to go home pack a bag and go check into the hospital where I would be on bed rest and given medications in preparation for surgery the next day. He would be placing a cerclage to close off my cervix and keep the baby in my belly. We began to spin our wheels and try to figure out a new plan. We found child care for our kids, found some one to come supervise the movers and tried not to think about how scary this all was.

I spent that night and half of the next day in and inverted position. That is where it started to get ugly. All the blood that rushed to my head made my eyes swell up, and I had really pretty bed head. That afternoon I was wheeled in for surgery. There the doctor found that things were worse than the day before but he was able to place the cerclage and save the day. I then entered three days, again in an inverted position, that I don't have much memory of other than, pain, fear and a revolving door or wonderful nurses.

By Tuesday I was starting to enter the world again, and Wednesday I was home. Well, sort of. Remember the moving part. Our house is empty with the exception of a mattress, suitcases, a few camping chairs and a camp table, and of course our lap top.

I am doing well. The baby is doing great, and we are expected to make a full recovery. The move to across the country is on, just a little more complicated and I will be on bed rest of some kind for the rest of the pregnancy. This little girl already has quit a story and she is only 14 ounces!

Dr, Key, Ronnie and Karen are my heros. They were so kind and concerned when helping us understand everything that was going on. Dr. Key is a genious who has been so helpful, and we feel so blessed to have had him as our doctor during the remaing time we have here.

I also want to tell everyone that has been so helpful thank you, thank you, thank you. Mitch and I could never have gone through all of this without all the help and prayers that have been offered on our behalf. I don't know if I will ever be able to express how grateful we are. And for me I am so grateful for a husband who was so loving and helpful when all the weight of the move and everything else that we have coming up shifted on to him. He just pressed forward, got everything done and remained my support and comfort during such a difficult and scary time. He truely deserves the Father, and Husband of the Year award, every year for the rest of his life!