Craz. I. Ness.

Well, this has been one hell of a crazy week, to say the least!  Up to this point, everything has been pretty routine and boring with my pregnancy.  My doctor's appointments have all been quick with a blood pressure check (120/80 every time), heartbeat check, and fundal height measurement.  Everything was moving along swimmingly.  Until...last Thursday.  I went to the doctor and my blood pressure was suddenly 142/102.  They checked it again and it was 142/98.  So they put me out of work on Friday and I had to do a 24 hour urine collection.  I took it to the lab at the hospital (my doctor's office was closed) and they told me that the doctor that was on-call would give me a call and let me know what they found.  There had been some talk about induction over the weekend if the protein numbers were bad enough.  So after hearing nothing and jumping after every time my phone rang, I woke up this morning and put a call into the doctor.  I then hopped in the shower and got ready for work.  As I pulled into my parking spot at school, the nurse called me back and told me that they really didn't want me to work until they could check my blood pressure again.  I had an appointment scheduled for 3:40 today, but I don't work at a job that I can just up and not show at 8:10 in the morning when that is when my work day begins.  So I went ahead in and worked a half day so that I had time to get a sub.  I have my planningperiods during 2 out of the 4 periods before lunch, so I was able to relax a bit and not work myself too hard while I was there.  I headed home about noon and immediately hit up my sofa.  After a few minutes I heard the garage door and in walked Ja and his cleaned book bag!  He wanted to make sure that I was ok (aka stock up his diaper book bag!).  So I took a nap and he did some stuff around the house.  Then it was time to go to the doctor.

We got there and got called back.  They took my weight and my pee like normal.  Then they checked my blood pressure.  Duh duh duh.  It was 130/98.  Still too high.  I knew the doctor that we were about to see didn't play around with high blood pressure (he signed Leslie out of work with Anna) and I had a feeling I knew what we coming.  So he came in and told me that I was out of work from that point forward.  Since I am 37 weeks 3 days she is technically fully cooked, but the longer she can stay in there the better.  So the plan is to induce on Monday if she hasn't already made it out.  Bedrest until then. 

Holy crap...did you just read what I wrote.  I am out of work.  Starting today - February 21st.  I hadn't planned on being out until March 11th.  That is 2 1/2 weeks early.  Then I said that if she wasn't here by Monday, they would induce.  WHAT?!  I am going to have a baby within the next week.  Holy crap.  Monday is our anniversary, which would make for a pretty awesome anniversary gift, but that also means that this baby is going to be here within the next week.  I knew it was all going to be over at some point, but this is madness.  I guess I'm going to have to do some talking to myself over the next week.  I have a week to get some rest, enjoy some time being by myself with the boys, and revel in the fact that I don't have to deal with bratty teenagers for the next 10 weeks.  I'm not going to let myself get caught up in the idea that all of this is happening before the plan said it would.  That I'm going to have to go back to work for 7 weeks at the end of school instead of 4 like I had planned.  That I'm going to have to sit around and eat up a week of my leave with no baby.  I am going to have to focus on the fact that I need to keep myself and my little girl safe and that she is going to be here soon!  We are ready and we will be just fine, regardless of how I'm feeling right now!  Bring on the baby...ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!