Bed rest...in the summer??

I have this theory that when the hubby goes away, the world falls apart. Ok that's being a bit dramatic, but it does seem like whenever Andrew goes away at least one or two discouraging things happen. But this time will be different right? What could go wrong? I have my favorite girl and her boys from BC staying with me for part of the time, and the other part I'm with my family in Port Rowan. Seriously, all should go well.

Let's start with the little thieves that broke into my car. How rude! Everything was going smoothly, until we decided to take the kids for a walk at the Whitby Waterfront. We get all three kids into the car (oh my goodness...such a task getting three kids ready and out the door and into the car), turn the car on, and there is pure static blasting through the radio. Umm where's my iPod? Wait, where's Andrews iPod? Both are gone. Stolen. Ugh. Thankfully they left all three of the car seats and both strollers (which are worth way more then the iPods anyway).

Communicating with Andrew from across the world is difficult. We can't text, we can only email each other, which is also hard because of the time difference. But he walks me through how to handle the situation (filing a police report, etc) and its all good. Moving on.

Before Andrew left he said "what's your game plan if you go into labour while I'm gone?"

HA! I actually think I laughed when he asked me that and responded with "um I would be ten weeks early, that's not even possible". But wait Laura. It's totally possible. Unlikely, but not impossible.

Thursday evening Andrew leaves. I start getting contractions. Very very mild contractions. I start getting cramps, and severe lower back pain, as well as ALOT of pressure. I'm talking about the exact kind of pressure I had with Coral on the night she was born. This went on for a few days, and then I had my regular midwife appointment.

And so here it is. Im having preterm labour and have been put on bed rest. Not the kind of bed rest where I'm literally stuck in bed and can only get out to shower and pee, but more of a really take it easy kind of bed rest. Which means no going to the park, no grocery shopping, no gardening, no cleaning. I'm suppose to stay off my feet as much as possible.

The midwife was concerned about my pains and pressure, but she got even more concerned when she was checking my stomach to see where the baby is. Baby is currently head down, and really really low. Basically just waiting to come greet the world. Problem is, she said the baby is also really tiny. At 30 weeks the baby should be around 16 inches long, and weigh about 3.3 lbs. well at 38 weeks Coral was born being only 17 inches long, and 5.12 lbs....looks like this baby is similar to its sister and is going to be tiny. But because of its size right now, if it were to be born this early, chances of survival are lower then normal (normal being 9 out of 10 babies born at 30 weeks will survive).

So there we have it. Bed rest... In the summer! Talk about boring! I'm sure Coral is going to eventually go stir crazy. But it's whats best for the baby. Our goal is to make it to at least 36 weeks. 37 would be better, 38 perfect. So far bed rest hasn't been so bad. I have my mama here doing my cooking and cleaning for me as well as entertaining Coral, and my friend Britt dropped off some delicious goodies for me to enjoy at my door this morning.

Ok so maybe the world isn't falling apart, but we could certainly use Andrew around here right about now. Andrew, you got one more week to change lives out there, and then your all mine again. I miss you, and Coral needs you to chase her around the house and tickle her.