A little background…
The name of this blog is Princess and the Sweet Pea. Taken from the fairytale “The Princess and the Pea” about the girl who couldn’t get a good night’s sleep because her mattress was uncomfortable- the test of a true princess. As an almost 35 week pregnant lady on bed rest- I am the Princess, and my Sweet Pea is the amazing baby girl inside me who, yes, does make it harder to sleep sometimes.
|Sweet Pea is also our nursery theme
I was at home on May 12th, after a day of work, laughing at some of our favorite TV shows with my husband when I got up off the couch to use the bathroom. I wiped and was shocked to find large amounts of bright red blood on the tissue. All my worst fears started in that moment. It was 9:30pm, our almost 2 year old daughter was in bed, asleep. I called out to my husband, “I’m bleeding.” The tears started to well up in my eyes as I realized the severity of what was happening. I told him to call labor and delivery, then stopped. No, we need to call the doctor. We got the on-call exchange and told them I was 29 weeks, 3 days pregnant, and was having bright red bleeding. Once I stood up off the toilet I started to feel a tightening in my belly and something gushing. The doctor called back within a few minutes and she told us to go to Labor & Delivery (L&D), they would monitor me, and run some tests. My husband’s brother and his wife came right over and stayed the night on our couch. We called our family, and asked them to be praying for us and for our baby girl.
We rushed up to the hospital (a 25 min drive, and also where I work as a nurse), and were then checked in at L&D. The doctor came in, discussed things with us and did an exam. The tests confirmed that my amniotic sac had ruptured. I had pPROM’d- which means I had a preterm (less than 37 weeks) premature rupture of membranes. This occurs in 3% of all pregnancies. I was officially admitted to the hospital at this point. They ordered an ultrasound to determine where the bleeding was coming from. It showed that a large blood clot was lying at the bottom of my uterus. They told me that they felt the clot was from a placental abruption, and caused irritability in my uterus which caused my amniotic sac to tear. Placental abruption means the placenta, in a small area, pulled away from the uterine wall and started leaking– this is scary because depending on the amount of separation it can cause very severe and rapid hemorrhaging in a pregnant woman and result in emergency delivery of the baby in order to save the mother’s life. We were also told that they would start an IV, do blood work, place me on IV antibiotics and strict bed rest for the next 48 hours, and give me two rounds of steroid injections. Mother’s who have ruptured membranes typically deliver within 48 hours.
Mother’s day was spent in the hospital, as were then next 3 days (on a very uncomfortable mattress). After hearing that I would: deliver in 48 hours, have a c-section, have a preemie, have a baby who would have to be in the intensive care nursery (NICU) for several weeks, and all sorts of other scary things… My bleeding slowed significantly, the baby and I were both stable, I had little to no contractions, and then they sent me home. Home with antibiotics to finish over the next 3 days, I would see the doctor in one week, and I had to stay on bed rest. I was 30 weeks exactly.
Flash forward 5 weeks… I am still on bed rest. I was told at our 34 week visit that because I am doing so well that I will be on bed rest for another 30+ days with a goal of 39 weeks!! A blessing and a sentence at the same time. I am so amazed at how God has blessed us, and that we have been able to keep her strong and growing for an additional 5 weeks, but at the same time bed rest really takes a toll on a person mentally, physically and emotionally. Most mom’s who rupture as I did are delivered at 34-36 weeks due to the risk of infection and the decreased risk to the baby at that point who should have a short or no NICU stay after delivery. Staying in bed puts you at risk for other complications, such as blood clots; and makes you rely on every one around you for child care, meals, etc. It is a very humbling and constraining position to be in, and at times I feel like I am going crazy. I have an awesome husband, family and friends. They truly make a very difficult experience easier. This whole experience of pPROM and bed rest are not anything I would wish on some one- but God is with me, and if this is part of His great plan for me and for her then my prayer is that He would help me to bring glory to Him through this whole experience.
So, here I am to share my story with you. If I can bring a smile to you, or encouragement in any way, then I am doing what I hope to do.
“Just as you cannot understand the path of the wind or the mystery of a tiny baby growing in its mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the activity of God who does all things.” Ecclesiastes 11:5, NLT