Movin' and Groovin'

While we still hope Peanut keeps cooking for several more weeks, we are all getting very excited and anticipating her arrival. I have always dealt with my nerves by doing. I have to be doing something proactive towards my nerves (it could even be as simple as writing lists or writing). This week, I handled my need to be doing by packing hospital bags! I was able to pack a decent amount of what I'll need, as well as your bag, Baby Sister. Wednesday afternoon, I prepped a few more...some hospital goodie bags (some that were a secret from you boys) and one that you helped prepare for Baby Sister.

 

It felt productive and got us all excited to meet you. Wednesday night, Daddy and I were watching a movie in bed and watching my belly moving like crazy! Peanut, you were nonstop that night. I almost reached for my phone to start videoing, but stopped myself and thought, We'll have plenty more of these moments. We still have weeks to go until we meet you.

Not long after, we both fell asleep. But, just like any other night, I was up several times throughout the night. Typically, when I wake, I feel you move at least 2-3 times. Tonight was different. There was no movement happening - and while I know this is normal for most babies, I also know my body and something seemed off. I was up all night, trying to get you to move. I could feel tiny limbs close to my belly and so I poked and pushed on them (which you hate). Nothing. There was no flutter to get away, no push back, no movement.

After a sleepless night, I finally woke at 5, praying you'd start moving. Again, I did the things that typically get you going. Nothing. Still no movement. I even resorted to using my baby heart monitor app (which I realize is not a medical device, but we have heard your heartbeat on it and it is pretty cool). Again, nothing. No sounds, no heartbeat. I was beginning to panic and think the worst.

By 5:45 I decided to call my doctor. I was told to eat and drink, wait 20-30 minutes, and see if that didn't wake you up. If no movement, we were going to come get checked out. 45 minutes later still nothing. So at 6:30, we made the call to Zsu Zsu, asking if she'd come sit with you boys and take you to school. Ten minutes later, she and Paka were here! We shared a quick prayer and we were off.

As we were leaving, I thought I was beginning to feel you move again, but not like your typical strong kicks. We hopped in the car and were on our way by 7 AM. On our drive over, you started to kick again! It was such a relief and instantly rescued our concerns. Still, we wanted to play it safe and get you monitored.

We made it to the hospital and doctor's office as the office was opening. So, instead of going to Labor and Delivery, we went to the office in hopes of seeing my doctor. We were quickly set up on the monitors where they found your heartbeat right away. It was such an answered prayer to hear that sweet thumping and to see that the rate was normal and you weren't in any kind of distress.

While they continued to monitor me, my doctor came upstairs (who actually ended up being on call downstairs in Labor and Delivery that morning) when she heard I had come in. I was so thankful to be able to chat with her and that she took the time to come up and see us.

What started off as such an unsure, scary morning, quickly had our emotions swinging in the other direction. Yet again, God has protected our family and continues to watch over us. We are beyond thankful for His goodness. We can't wait to meet you Little Peanut, but hang on just a few more weeks, please!