So last night I found myself laying in a hospital bed hoping not to give birth. I’m 32 weeks and have had (so far) a straight forward and easy pregnancy. My son, Monkey, was born almost two weeks past his due date so the idea of having a preemie never even crossed my mind. Anyways, for some reason last night I started having regular tightenings (every 3-5 minutes). I wouldn’t say they were labour contractions – more like Braxton Hicks contractions. Our midwife decided to meet us at the hospital for an assessment and my care was quickly handed over to the obstetrician who declared that I was in “threatened preterm labour”.
After being monitored on the fetal monitor, poked twice for an IV and stabbed in the butt with a huge needle (a corticosteroid to help mature the baby’s lungs) I was given two Tylenol #3, some sleeping medication and told I had to stay the night. My tightenings reduced enough to be sent home this morning. I’m still getting the tightenings, sometimes regularly and sometimes not. I’m on bed rest for now but need to return to the hospital for a second poke in the butt tonight.
Hopefully I do not go into labour any time soon 🙂
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Hi Josee – I didn't know you had a blog! I will probably be a regular follower from now on and am excited to see what's happening in your lives from a different angle. Looking forward to more posts – I hope you are feeling alright.
Cindy