Todd came up and spent the day with me.
Being with him makes me realize how lonely I am without him near.
I made him sit right next to me in my bed as we shared my room service dinner and watched dumb tv. I wanted to introduce him to the uplifting shows I've found- Duck Dynasty, Storage Wars, and Pickers. (He will be really happy to see that I posted the retarded picture of us... We laughed so hard at that picture that I was afraid I would go into labor.)
The hardest times for me here are saying good bye and being alone again as my company leaves.
We were able to talk for over an hour with a sweet NICU doctor and nurse. It is odd being pushed in my wheel chair down the isles of incubator babies. Most people don't get to plan for their preemie birth. I'm grateful for this time of mental preparation.
It looks like 32 weeks is a pretty safe age to deliver. I'm at 30 weeks and 5 days, my surgery is scheduled for 33 weeks 6 days... I'm just hoping to make it past 32 weeks. It is incredible what they can do to save lives these days.
They think my little guy will be around 5 lbs at delivery-- small but pretty healthy. We were able to tour the NICU and every time I'm there the babies get less and less scary to me. We met one 34 week baby that was 6lbs 4ozs. He seemed huge and healthy- like a normal term baby. Oh how I hope for this son of mine.
The NICU here has 30 babies and one nurse for every two babies. They are really set up for nursing moms, they even give you food vouchers to the cafeteria and arrange a room either at the Ronald McDonald house or a nearby hotel if you need it. I feel blessed to be here at this hospital.
I've been shopping online for clothes that I can wear after the baby is born. I'll have a catheter attached to my leg for at least a week and a vertical belly incision that needs to heal. Maybe some drains coming out my abdomen.
Plus, I'll be nursing or pumping and needing to have button down shirts for kangaroo care (skin to skin holding of my preemie). I'll be swollen and bigger than I've ever been before. I know how depressing it is when nothing fits right after you have a baby! A few fun things will help me feel good about myself until I can heal up and loose weight.
I found some cute peasant style tops that I think will work well and will make me smile. Pants were harder than shirts. I got one sweat outfit that I think will be soft on my belly and baggy enough to hide my catheter bag.
What I really wanted was some black, straight leg yoga type pants without a tight waist- cotton not spandex. Old Navy had the perfect pair-- stretchy, fold-over waist, straight fit. I love them and can even wear them now.
Shopping online is really fun for someone on bed rest for five months. Especially a compulsive planner like me. Just saying...
My favorite dentist sent me flowers. All of my kids had dentist appointments yesterday- he must have missed me. :)
Todd visits again on Thursday and another friend of mine is visiting tonight. I feel so grateful for everyone's thoughtfulness. I got the sweetest blanket in the mail from a mom who lost her own little boy. Kind, kind people. Thank you!!!!!!!
22 days till D-day.
(Yes, my delivery day is scheduled for D-day, June 6. That is also the day the Teton Dam broke in Idaho, my husband's family lost their homes. Do you know that Lily, my sixth child, was born on September 11. Ha! Good thing I'm not too superstitious.)