It has been an eventful pregnancy this time around. All-day sickness was just the beginning I guess. Then, just after 20 weeks I was diagnosed with this God awful pregnancy rash called PUPPPS that does not go away until delivery. After a couple of rounds of steroids and now daily doses of Claritin and Benedryl, it has gone from a 9 on the water torture level to a 7. Now it seems there is a new twist. I am having contractions at 30 weeks. They are apparently doing some work way ahead of schedule. It gave us quite a scare. The Dr. said we really needed to get monitored and my husband asked her, ”So do we make an appointment for that?” and she said “Oh, no. You need to go to the hospital now.” Nothing like Chicago traffic during interstate construction. Although I am not progressing any further at this point, I was told to stop all work, exercise, lifting of my son, ect ect. It also meant I was unable to go say a final goodbye to my Grandma Lar. That was heartbreaking for me. Timing is everything. We were told a couple of weeks before that she was failing rapidly. Fortunately, I was still at the point where I could travel as I was just approaching 30 weeks. I was going to go that weekend to visit her with my dad who flew in from the West coast as we have been told she has very very little time left with us. But the drive to Michigan was too risky according to the doctors. So for now, we will wait and lay low until I get a little further along as we will take every week we can get.Later this afternoon I will find out if there has been anymore progress. Stay tuned.
(1) This is me finally making it to 35 weeks. Can I get any bigger I ask?
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