bedrest.

If you had asked me a couple of weeks ago how this pregnancy was going I would have said surprisingly fast.  Just getting big and enduring the regular aches and pains but nothing out of the ordinary.  I mean I even passed my glucose screening this time around!!!
I guess the Lord seemed to think I needed a little excitement in my life.  Last Tuesday afternoon I took the boys out for a walk.  When I came home I discovered something pretty alarming.  I will save you any gory details, but the doctor has termed it hour glassing membranes or prolapsing membranes.  Basically my amniotic sac slipping out.  Super weird and gross and super scary!
I panicked and it took me a minute decide whatto do.  I called 911.  So within minutes the police and ambulance show up and I am wheeled away sirens blaring.
Never been in an ambulance or a helicopter.  Two things I got to do that day.  The EMTs were worried I was going to go into labor so they took me to mountain view hospital in Payson.  After being checked out there, they life flighted me to Timpanogas hospital in Orem.  Mountainview doesnt have a NICU.
Over the next couple of days we met with baby specialists who talked to us about delivering preemies.  I was 31 1/2 weeks along.  The odds are very positive and most of our fears were calmed.  But by Friday things were normalized, everything was back to where it should be, and the doctor ok'd me to go home on strict bedrest.  He has no idea why it happened or if it will happen again.  He does know that he doesn't want to see this baby for at least 4 more weeks.  Hence the bedrest.
So here I lie.  My mom has been wonderful to just come up in a moment's notice.  I have been so blessed to have family around to help and great support from our church.

  I think this little bump in the road is becoming a great lesson on humility.  I hate asking for help.  My husband would wholeheartedly admit to everyone that I would much rather stress myself out to the max than bother anyone else.    Now I depend on others for everything except, thank goodness, to shower and go to the bathroom.   but I just have to keep reminding myself this is way better than having this little baby too early and being in the hospital.