We flew back from Texas, which was a heinous travel experience. Our flight was canceled after our first flight from Amarillo to Dallas. Our original flight from Dallas to Lexington was to leave at 2pm, but they rebooked us to leave at 8:45pm after the cancelled flight. Josh and I went in to panic mode as it was only 11:45am. We would be just fine playing cards, Facebooking, or reading with a 9 hour layover, but our 13 month old would absolutely lose his mind. We didn't actually find out about this cancellation until we were in the middle of eating our meal at Chili's just before our next plane was to board. Josh left the table and sprinted to the nearest terminal help desk to redirect our flights. He used his Amazing Race skills and ended up booking us a flight to Charlotte, NC..... The departure was in 20 minutes.
Josh, in panic, ran back to the table and asked for our ticket and to-go boxes. We were to go to Terminal E from Terminal C. The terminals were caddy-corner from each other on opposite sides of the airport. Taking the tram, a pregnant lady running with to-go boxes and a diaper bag, and Josh running holding Shep, his backpack, and carrying our rolling suitcase (as the wheel broke on our previous flight), we barely made it to our gate. They printed our tickets as the last person was boarding the plane. We made it to Charlotte just fine and, in the very last two seats, flew to Lexington shortly after arriving in North Carolina.
We spent Wednesday night through Friday morning in Harlan at our close friend's parents house. We were honored to be in such good company and eat such delicious food!
That was a longer blurb than I had anticipated! After returning home from Harlan on Friday, I went straight to work. I worked until 4, and came home after making a short trip to Targs. So basically, I didn't do anything special or eccentric that day. I got home and....
****I must put a disclaimer, because this is about to get super personal and, frankly, gory.****
Okay, back to what I was saying. I got home, kissed Shep, and used the restroom like normal - except it ended up not being normal at all. I realized the toilet was full of blood. This is absolutely terrifying to any pregnant woman who should not be having her period. I immediately burst in to tears and broke in to full panic. I didn't even get up from the toilet before I called my midwife. She calmly asked how much I had lost and what to do next. She wasn't too concerned, because of my history of two subchorionic hemorrhages. She said these can resolve themselves by either reabsorbing in to my body or coming out. Although she didn't say it, I had been told several times that bleeding could be an indicator of a miscarriage.
I spent the next hour trying not to think the worst, but I continued to bleed.
I started thinking about the moments I had shared with Shep that I may not get to spend with this little one if this bleeding is worse than my hematoma(s) resolving. I thought about last weekend when Shepherd wasn't feeling well, and he ended up cosleeping with me, WHICH he has NEVER done in his entire 13 months of life. At 2am as Shep was falling back asleep, I listened to his congested breathing and felt some drool run down my arm where Shep was resting his head. I thought about how not glamorous this part of parenting was, but how I wouldn't trade it for anything. I want this next baby to sleep so heavily on me that drool is spilling out of his or her mouth.
The bleeding has since subsided, but I have continued to spot. I pray that God takes control of my body and my mind. I pray He protects this baby and sustains life, and that the bleeding is a good thing of the hematoma(s) just resolving. I pray He protects my mind giving me peace and prevents me from thinking of negative thoughts all day long. As of now, I don't have a preventative measure, but I will hopefully hear the heart beat tomorrow. As friends, family, or a random reader, please help us intervene with prayer; asking for God to protect this baby and that he or she is 100% healthy.
|Baby Hurst #2 at 12 weeks and 6 days|
How far along? 13 weeks and 3 days
Baby is the size of a: Peach
Total weight gain: 4 pounds
Waist Measurement: 31.5 inches (same as last week)
Maternity clothes? Not yet! My mom is mailing them to me as we speak.
Stretch marks? No... I don't even like that this question is on here!
Sleep: Sleep has been interesting as we have continued to sleep out of town, and Shepherd cannot seem to sleep through the night in a pack-n-play. Last night, Shep slept all the way through the night, but I ended up getting sick in the middle of the night due to a migraine. I'll take waking up to use the restroom over running to the toilet getting sick with a pounding headache.
Best moment this week: Spending time with my Sheppy and Josh no matter where we were. We were blessed to have a friend open up their home and welcome us as if we were family. Shep took well to everyone in their family, and I pray he continues to allow people to love on him like he did at the Thanksgiving dinner with people who were complete strangers to him.
Movement: None yet, but at times I have thought I have felt something. I am still not sure yet.
Food cravings: No specific craving - more like a fixation on a food. I wanted Chicken curry for almost an entire week. It wasn't that I was craving it, but I needed to taste it!!! I did from Planet Thai, and it was PERFECT!!!!
Miss Anything? Nothing this week. I am thankful to be pregnant, and hopefully everything is okay. Symptoms: Morning sickness every single morning.
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood? A little down from the happenings, but I am hopeful everything is okay.
Looking forward to: I am looking forward to hearing our sweet baby's heart beat.