This is getting hard.... but I'm full term TODAY!

Been a rough few days... ended up in the ER with a kidney stone on Wednesday night (Thursday morning, actually).  They didn't quite know what to do since they couldn't give the normal kidney stone painkiller/anti-spasm medicine and they couldn't do a CAT scan to check for a stone.  They sent me up to Labor and Delivery (we went to the bigger hospital in Ellsworth where I will deliver instead of going to the smaller hospital in town) where they hooked me up to some monitors to see how the baby was doing.  Terry was just fine- moving around quite a bit with a steady heart-rate.  Back down to the ER where they had gotten a hold of my OB and were able to give me some pain meds.  Two doses of Morphine later, the pain was even worse!  They then gave me some dilaudid, which did the trick and sent me on my way with a few Vicodin   Luckily I had an OB appointment that morning, so I was able to check in there and get reassurance that the Vicodin wasn't going to hurt the baby (I really didn't want to take it!).  The alternative was not pretty- the pain was still pretty bad, which had spiked my blood pressure in the ER and my stress level was through the roof.  A low dose of Vicodin and some naps was a better plan and healthier all around.  I felt a lot better on Saturday and almost back to normal by Sunday.

Somewhat unluckily, the way the baby is situated, Terry is squishing my kidney and still causing some pain when I stand.  Sigh...  I thought it would be back-aches and general discomfort that would make me want this baby out, out, OUT! I'm full term (37 weeks) as of today, so whenever the baby is ready, he or she is welcome.  I'll be spending a lot of time on the yoga ball trying to bounce this baby out.  :)

I'm treating this episode as a little dry-run for the hospital.  Peter was great, got me to keep breathing and stayed very calm even though I'm sure it was freaking him out a little.  Also got a little preview of the delivery room and the not-so-awesome hockey-puck-sized monitors they strap to your belly.  The nurses were great, though and took really good care of me.

Now we get to brace for (hopefully) the last storm of the season.  10-15 inches of snow expected Tue-Wed.  Hmmm...  hope the baby doesn't decide to show up in the middle of a snow storm.  I'm sure I'll have a few extra Braxton -Hicks contractions just to mess with me at the very least.

Ah- and since I can't leave you without a photo, here is how Abigail and I spent Sunday afternoon:

I have another recent photo, but it's of me with the carton of Ben and Jerry's balanced on my belly.  That alone wouldn't keep me from sharing, but the look on my face is sort of like Gollum with his Precious.  It's not pretty.