Well, now we have answers.
I've been having contractions (consistently) for a while now (going on 2 weeks). They got so bad last week that I ended up in the hospital for 2 days where the doctors immediately "made" me start partaking in a sample platter of drugs trying their best to find one that would just.make.them.stop (before my uterus ruptured and we had a little baby on our hands)! We didn't find one. However, we did find one that helped calm the
The plan of attack was to keep taking that medication, be on "modified" bed rest (I've taken the "modified" to mean whatever I need it to mean in the moment, but there hasn't been a whole lot of "bed-resting" going on around here), and go to the doctor every couple of days to monitor baby's health (and my consistent contractions) until I hit 37 weeks when we would do an amniocentesis and if it came back positive (mature lungs) we'd do a c-section the next morning.
I'm now 37 weeks.
Amnio is scheduled for Monday morning and c-section will be on Tuesday.
No, I'm absolutely not "ready" and yes, I'm totally "ready." You get me?
I'm ready to be done with this
However, I'm not ready for another surgery. I'm educated on what exactly an amnio entails, but I don't feel mentally prepared for one (think horse needle aimed at - and going straight into - baby belly) - but I completely trust my doctor (really, she's amazing) and I know that it's best for my body to have him out at this point.
So, there you have it.
My weekend plans are: Finish baby's room (put up crib, etc.), install car seat, manicure (because, obviously), love on my "big kids," plan out the who/what/where for the kids' schedule while I'm in the hospital next week, meal plans, pack diaper bag (that has yet to arrive - oops), pack my hospital bag... all of this while "resting" of course. I'm so thankful to have family (my husband and kids, my parents, my husband's parents, etc.) who are so amazingly helpful. I SERIOUSLY don't know what I would do without them (besides already be hospitalized for mental issues).
So, as of now there's a REALLY good chance we'll have ourselves another son come Tuesday morning. YAY!