Better Days Ahead

“I’m sucking on the bitter to get to the sweet part, I know there are better days ahead.” 

The theme song of my past week is Lemon Drop by Pistol Annies. 

It’s getting harder and harder to be my normal bubbly self while in a hospital.  Don’t get me wrong I’m not falling apart! Not to anyone but my husband and the occasional nurse.  Cole tends to get the worst of it.  I cry every time he has to leave and even when we talk on the phone.  This isn’t what pregnancy looked like in my head.  I thought I would be home bonding with my husband, having baby showers, setting up the nursery, and nesting. I still know I’m in the right place for the rights reasons I just miss home.  I miss my dogs and my “normal” life.  Not that my life will ever be the same as it was before my hospital days! J J

It hasn’t been harder on me just me either; it’s been harder on many.  It’s harder on Cole who dislikes seeing me hurting while not being able to do anything about it and hasn’t been able to come see me as much due to extra hours at the gym.  It’s been harder on my mom and sister who had spent so many hours of the day with me and now feel helpless from so many miles away.  All in all it’s just been harder.

While emotions run high good news does too!  We are now 30 weeks and going strong!  Cole and I took a tour of the NICU and it wasn’t near as scary or depressing as I thought it would be.  The visit made me feel much more confident about what’s to come.  At our growth check this week babies were up to 3 lbs a piece!  Seems so small but are right on schedule.  I am taking meds every four hours to keep my uterus calm but it seems to be working.  On top of all that I am currently IV free (the first time in almost a month!).  Dr. Fitzwater says as long as I mind my manors I can stay that way. 

Favorite memory of this week was my school baby shower.  It couldn’t have happened without my buddy Leanne who got a group of host together, set it all up, shared photos, and even made me a list of gifts (if only I could get her to write my thank you cards).  Looking at the pictures of course made me tear up.  Leanne made me into “flat Stanley” and took me around school and to various other places.  Definitely made me laugh!