Pregnancy #4

So here i am- at one of my favourite moments of life- I can't explain the joy, happinesss it brings to my life having another baby.

Even at at a time like this- Its still a wonderful moment in time!!

It all began on thursday- I woke up to find i had two sick monkeys who had the vomit bug - Khan and Jazzie.

So my morning stayed on track, breakfast, showers, getting the kids dressed, cleaning, tidying, car packed, lunches ready - work stuff ready etc. My day was going to be slightly detoured- Cortez n Mackaela skipped happily into to daycare wishing their daddy n sister a good day, then i took the sicklies to our GP- they got given advise on what to do- which was no science but as a mother is always reassuring to hear a doctor with a fancy paper and nice pay cheque reassure your instincts were correct.

Then a funny feeling came by me- Not usual for me, im usually more worried about my daily schedule staying on track to keep me focused- but for some reason i was calm about been 2 hrs late to work with no notice to my boss- and thought i better dedicate a few minutes to the one inside me who has been keeping my days and night carry on non stop!

 Since everyone else in the family were ready for their day to begin- I took the time to get a quick antenatal check over-

I consider myself very lucky and blessed to have smooth pregnancies and dont experience anything too dramatic- my days seem to fly past- and especially with this pregnancy i have had the ability to work 7mnths full time- on a constant move with 3 kiddos at school & daycare and a wonderful supportive husband who works full time always on my side - putting up with my compulsive cleaning and organising at strange times of the day and our crazy schedule.

Well the lovely GP decided to really give my day a twist by measuring our little bub to be- and informing me that she would like me to check in to the hospital to get some formal measurements as she has found the baby to be measuring 5weeks bigger than my date-NOW thats what i call a big difference- So as instructed we headed back to the car and made our way to Westmead Hospital-

It was packed!!! for anyone who doesnt know westmead hospital- it is one of sydneys biggest health hospitals with alot of specialty areas. And their Maternity Clinic had over 100 pregnant patients at 10am just for daily appointments- Anyhow i was told to go home wait for a call and i will be given a time to come in and get checked out- as their wasnt anything major wrong with bubs everything was healthy it was only some measurements.

So as the day rolls- i drop my sickly company home with their daily survival needs and head off to work as normal- As i did my daily work catch up - i started to feel slightly ill and that i could feel myself coming down with Khan and Jazzie's sickness- as always i ignore and keep on trooping through the day-

I left work after i did what i needed to and started feeling worst- just knowing i had a few errands left i kept soldiering knowing i can get through- so i checked on my sick chickens at home- cleaned & refreashed my home and quicky headed back out to collect the littlies..

Finally home - i settled everyone down for a little dinner- and relaxed ready for the night-
My wonderful kiddies trodded of to bed right on the dot- and i found my self just so uncomfortable-
Took some panadol and headed of to bed-  6PM came along and i couldnt ge to sleep- i was in,out, up and about every few minutes- decided to jus sit up and talk or annoy khan with continuos back rub requests,

It hit 8pm and i started recieving abdominal pains at 15 minute intervals that were slightly controllable- Once it hit 10pm i knew for sure the feeling was familiar they were contractions trying to force my mind to think otherwise- i just could not deny what was happening once they struck 5 mins apart -

So we packed bags and waited for Delese to come and watch the kiddies while we went- but i was wanting to be in denial so much that this wasnt happening- i stayed at home to sit in my comfy lounge with deles and a few other girls who were nice enough to keep me company- Khan then happily went back for a sleep while i kept focused on timing these contractions.

I had a big headache and needed another dose of panadol only to vomit everything up (sorry for the grotty detail) but it did feel great afterwards-

Well that ended up slowing down my contractions once i got that over with- thinking it was all over- they started up again 10mins apart- Long story short

I was put in Birthing Unit to find i was in early labour that needed to be stopped as i am only 33 weeks.

So here i am after many injections, medication, drugs, pills etc- this baby is still trying to come- but i think he's starting to relax a little and calm down after been prodded and dosed up many a times.

Now we are on the all clear just waiting for the okay to go home- Its now Sunday as you can see.

Oh and forgot to mention- formal measurements & ultrasound and results are we have one big baby-
so its not a wonder why he his measuring full term- but theres still a risk his organs are not full term developed which is why they are so keen to keep bubs in as long as possible.

Hopefully our little bubby will keep these doctors happy til their ready and just have a dose of paitence til its time..

Miss my Babies at home very much and am so proud to have such an amzing husband who can carry on the load!!! Miss them dearly and cant wait to be up and about again....

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