Christmas Day

I know I posted yesterday and didn't mention this, but I was tired and busy at the same time, and I wanted to focus on the positive aspects of the trip home for Christmas. Here's the scary part.

Christmas Eve night I had some serious drama (family stuff) and I was pretty upset. DH was great at calming me down, and I had just settled and decided to go to bed when I went to the bathroom and there was a bit of brown spotting. My heart sank. I kept telling myself not to get too upset again, that it's bad for baby, and told DH. I called my doctor and the nurse said I should be seen within the next 24 hours, immediately if it didn't slow down. She kept mentioning incompetent cervix, and describing the procedure they'd do if that was the problem. It was scary.

Luckily the spotting slowed down over the next hour or hour and a half, so I went to bed. We woke up Christmas morning (to more, lighter, spotting) and headed to the ER. The doc there was really nice. He felt my uterus and said he would have guessed I was 18 weeks - it's right up there by my belly button! (I was 16 weeks 1 day). He quizzed me on the certainty of my due date (I told him I was pretty sure since I'd been charting), and then he said we're probably just having a big baby. EEK! Anyway, then he listened to the baby's heartbeat (again, such an amazing sound). He said he thought it was probably just some quirky thing, and I probably didn't need a full exam. I said let's do it anyway - I couldn't get that stupid nurse's voice out of my head. So he did, and it was fine. He said worse case scenario the bleeding doesn't stop and I have to come back in, and it might be placenta previa, but most likely it's just the placenta bleeding along the edge. No big deal, and I can wait until my next doctor's appointment to check it out unless it comes back. Whew. Breathe.

It's over now - no more spotting - and the next morning my belly popped. I feel much better, but I'll probably not be totally at ease until our big ultrasound next month.