It's so not for the faint of heart!
I had a regular OB appointment yesterday with plans to run errands afterwards. Things didn't work out that way.
When my OB pulled out the doppler thingy to listen to the baby's heartbeat, things weren't sounding right. Even I could tell immediately that something was wrong. His heartbeat was steady and rhythmic for a while, but it kept skipping beats. *boom boom boom skip boom boom boom skip* Then it just went all sorts of crazy-erratic with no rhythm whatsoever.
My doctor immediately sent me to the hospital with instructions not to worry. Uh, yeah. Right. Naturally, I was freaking out.
I contacted Steven, who left work right away to meet me at the hospital. I also quickly sent off an email to some close friends asking for prayer, as well as posting on Facebook. I have to say that I love this aspect of the technology age, because I had people all over the world praying for our baby within minutes!
I spent a couple of hours in the hospital hooked up to various things. The baby's heartbeat was still wonky, but everything else was fine, so I was eventually sent home. But I was told that my doctor wants me to go to the hospital for this testing twice a week until the baby is born. I go again on Friday. I was shaky from fear and hunger, so Steven and I went out for a much-needed late lunch after all that.
My OB called that afternoon to tell me that she set up an appointment for me with my high-risk OB, who said back in June that she didn't need to see me again. So much for that! So, Baby Alex had an echocardiogram this morning with her.
The glorious thing is that his heart was in perfect rhythm this morning! The high-risk OB couldn't find anything wrong with him. Thank you, Jesus! But I have a new worry: she said his umbilical cord is loosely wrapped around his neck. However, he was practically dancing in there while she was trying to examine him, and she said that as long as he's active like that, he's fine.
I asked a friend this morning how she survives motherhood. It's killing me so far, and he's not even out of my body yet! She said motherhood is the most wonderful thing, but it's often like having your heart ripped out of your chest and stomped all over. So far, I'm finding that to be true.