the last normal day.

There’s a day that is the last normal day before everything in your life changes.  Oh sure, you have worries. Paying the rent, car insurance…the like. But then something happens and WHAM! suddendly everything is different. WOrries before seem minimal and you have a new normal. There is always that last normal day where you are blissfully  unaware that evertying is about to change. Today is that day for someone….we came thisclose to yesterday being that day for us.

The morning was lovely, The Boss and I snuggled and boo’d before he decided he wanted to hang with his grandma and she sent me back to bed since I’ve been so tired lately. {This is where living with your in laws in awesome, I did a whole going back to bed touchdown dance that included both the cabbage patch and the sprinkler.} I woke an hour and a half later feeling much more alert and grabbed a cuppa while enjoying the kiddo’s WAKE UP DADDY drum show. TOTT and I took the kiddo for a little shop, a little play, a BIG haircut (I miss the mop top. But really, trying to tame his 2009 Kate Gosselin rooster every morning was getting old, plus when his hair was all wetted and combed he looked like he belonged on the Compound or Children of the Corn, so it was time.) then we hit the diner for a little grub and everyone took a nap.

It should be said that I have been feeling poorly this last week and all day felt “odd” but I didn’t really think about it. Dork. But when I woke up from my nap I felt well, let’s just say I may have googled “How can you tell if your water has broken” Yeah, yeah I have a kid but he was breach and a scheduled C because he was REALLY stuck up in there and jacknifed so while I DID have contractions-and was in total denial about- with him my water never broke. Then the cramping that I had been having for the last few days got stronger and more frequent and by 8  o’clock I was starting to really freak. A quick call to the doctor and we were in the hospital. He did not say “Just put your feet up” as I had predicted and alas, I was not one ofthose women the nurses joke about saying”That’s gas honey, you’re not in labor” Instead they said “You are having BIG contractions, are you in a lot of pain?” and it was decided that I would be admitted and possibly transferred to the hospital with the NICU equipped to take a 30 weeker.

A 30 weeker??? Born. Baby2ElectricBoogaloo was actually being planned for, a contingency plan in action. IV’s meds to stop the labor….buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut if not, here’s what we will do.

And just like that we started steeling our souls for waving goodbye to normal’.

Thankfully, prayerfully, gratefully the meds worked and I was discharched this morning. Averaging about one big contraction an hour but the muffin shop is still closed if ya know what I mean and I am to rest, rest, rest.

I learned a thing or two last night. Valuable info.

THINGS THAT ARE NOT COOL:

1. pre-term labor
2. vomiting all over the room exorcist style.
3. Painful IVsticks.
4. Burny Trebuline shots. (see also COOL because they worked!) (also I might not be spelling that right. Too tired to check)
5. The way trebuline makes you feel like Uma Thurman in pulp fiction
6. The way trebuline makes baby feel Uma Thurman-y and re-enact the dancing scene for five hours while sporting a racing heart. Both OUCH and a little scary seeing that heart flicker at 180.
7. Having to pee every three minutes because of the IV’s.
8. Having to call for a nurse to unhook you from ten monitors in order to go pee.
9. feeling like electrified jello does not make for an easy walk to the loo, thanks trebuline!
10. Sleeping in the hosipal. Impossible.
11. Being told no more coffee. And worse? NO more boo-ing the Boss. Le Sob. I’m not ready!

THINGS THAT ARE COOL:

1. My nurses. Whatever they get paid? Double it. They kicked ass and cracked jokes. I love them.
2. Now I don’t have to schedule that pesky hospital tour!
3. It was little 1950’s movie last night racing through the dark woods to get to the hospital.
4. Those horrible shots.
5. That I’m kind of a bad ass who looks big contractions in the eye and then paints a nightstand and end up in the hospital.
6. I wasn’tcrazy thinking something was wrong…so many times we are made to feel we are being elodramatic or something. Dude, if you think something is wrong, CALL!
7. The Boss. Coolest of the cool. He missed me but is a rockstar, he seems to undertand that something is up and is being super cool.
8. My In-Laws. My FIL for running many phone chargers etc to the hospital at 1 am and my mother in law for taking the day off and caring for Max and for just now bringning me strawberry shortcake in bed. That’s cool.
9. TOTT for being my rock last night when I was so scared and for not dissapearing into Angry Birds too much…although I don’t blame him it was mighty scary there for a bit.