I don't know if I caught that stomach bug that the kids have been passing around, or if I was unlucky with dinner last night, but around 4 a.m., everything started coming up, and it was impossible to keep anything down all night long.
Around 7:30 a.m., I was so dehydrated and exhausted from frequent vomiting that my contractions kicked in and I knew I needed IV fluids. As I sat in the shower, dry heaving and contracting so strongly that I was needing to breathe through them, I told Derrick to call the neighbor girls and ask them to come over so we could go to the hospital.
When we arrived at the hospital they hooked me up to IV fluids and put me on the monitor to watch the baby. My blood pressure was somewhere around 90/60 and baby seemed to be doing fine, spite my regular contractions, so they watched me and focused on re-hydrating me.
Soon they were hanging a new bag of fluid and before we knew it, my contractions were starting to fade away.
Derrick went to grab some lunch, run some errands and paint something on a house, and I settled in for a small nap. Soon after, I woke with a few strong contractions and the nurse came in to check what position I was in. I guess the baby's heartbeat dropped a bit too much with those contractions (as he did a few times before) and they weren't happy my contractions were starting back up.
It would be a stretch to say I wasn't disappointed that things were starting up again, and I started to get upset that I could be possibly delivering this baby boy much too early. I knew that things would be okay if we had to deliver, but it wasn't ideal and I really didn't want "my mom started vomiting and was dehydrated and then I was born later that day" to be his story.
When Derrick came back, I was getting checked to see if I was dilating, having discussions about staying overnight for monitoring, and thoughts on stopping the contractions with a dose of medication. All these things were not exciting and I was praying for clarity on the whole issue and what the best option was. Plus, my OB was in Arizona, so this definitely was not great timing.
Because baby wasn't excited about the strong contractions and because I was slightly dilated (around 2 cm and 50% effaced) we decided to go forward with the medication. It slowed my contractions and baby was doing fine, so I was able to head home around 11 p.m., avoiding an overnight stay (and hopefully a heavy medical bill).
Tomorrow I plan on taking it easy, resting and hopefully baby will stay put for a while. Thank you all for your prayers and kind thoughts.