Lately I feel like I have no control over what happens in my life.
I know that's actually not 100% true, but I think we all feel it at times.
As a teacher, I can't even fathom what it would be like to see or experience anything like what happened in Connecticut this weekend. My heart breaks just thinking about 20 innocent 6 year olds who lives have just ended in such an abrupt way.
I think about what I would have done in that situation and if I could have been brave enough for my students who are the same age.
It's a hard realization to come to, that so many are hurting and in pain.
But it also reminds me that we all have trials.
Bad things are going to happen.
Luckily, we have a Savior who is perfect and all knowing. Someone who can right all wrong and help us understand things in an eternal perspective.
Lately, I've had my fair share of hard times....
nothing like what others are currently going through, but none the less, trying for me.
As a part of a "new moms study" they are conducting at the Murray IHC hospital, Thursday we came in for our last ultrasound of our little guy. We were super excited and thought we'd be in and out.
The ultrasound was great! Baby C is a KICKER and the nurses had a hard time getting him to hold still. He loved to kick the probe out of the way and then squirm around so nobody could see him. But once we got him to calm down, we got some pretty good shots!
the 3D was so cool! Weird to actually see physical features on your baby and what he might actually look like in a couple months!
After the ultrasound, the study does a vaginal probe ultrasound to check your cervix.
They found that mine had shortened tremendously and was actually dilated to a 1.
Me being at 29 weeks, the nurse freaked out a little and sent me straight upstairs to labor and delivery where I got strapped down into all the fetal monitors and they found that I was also contracting every 10 minutes.
This was all news to me..I couldn't feel anything! I had no clue I was contracting or obviously that I was dilated.
They quickly gave me steroid shots to help the baby's lungs develop faster in case he was coming and also put me on Indocin meds to stop the contractions. It's now been over 24 hours since I've completed the round of meds and they are just waiting to see if the contractions will pick back up again.
To make a long story short, that was Thursday, now it's Monday and I have been sitting on a hospital bed ever since. The doctors say I will probably be here until Thursday or Friday. It's frustrating, but what can you do? The important thing is that our baby is fine and cozy in there and has no clue what's going on in the outside world! :)
I think the most stressful part of this whole thing is work. Being a teacher kind of sucks at a time like this. I can't just call in sick and that's that. Luckily, I have TONS of support from my first grade team, school staff, and parents.
I know my recent trials are NOTHING compared to the mass murder which occurred this weekend, but I'm grateful to a loving Heavenly Father who has helped me feel at peace with the situation.
Our little guy may have a January birthday, or could still be coming in March.
It's a waiting game now! All we hope is that he's happy and healthy!





























