Home Again Home Again Jiggity Jig...

As Dorothy once said..."There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home!" I would have to agree with her. I busted out of the hospital on Monday and boy was I ever grateful! My own bed never felt so good. One of the high risk doctors came in on Monday and said he didn't really see a reason to keep me, so I was to go home and resume my bed resting at home. So for now that is what I will be doing. I went to my regular doctor yesterday and she said that everything still looked ok. I am currently dialated to a 1+ and have been so for a few weeks now. I just need to keep taking it easy and staying down as much as possible to keep gravity at bay. I think that gravity is my sad, short, untoned, cervix' kryptonite. hee hee. But hopefully with more rest and anti-gravity positions Lem Lem will stay put for a while longer!

On a little side note.. Sunday my parents came in and I went down to the lobby to visit Little GB. Oh how I had missed my little man. I was so happy to have just a few minutes with him. I'm not sure how he felt about the whole thing, but I was sure happy. My dad brought me up an envelope and in it were letters from my first grade class. It was so cute. My teacher, Mrs. C had the class do interactive writing and write a class letter and then each student wrote one on their own. It was the cutest thing ever. They made a list of some girl names that I could use. Some from memory: Cutie, Mariposa, Lulu, Sarah. They were amazing. I miss my cute little first graders!

I really appreciate everyone's well wishes and concerns. Words can't say enough how loved me (and my little family) feel. I have been blessed beyond words.

Keeping It Interesting...

So..quick post. I am posting this post from my hospital bed at Intermountain Medical Center. No worries, Lem Lem is still where she needs to be. A quick little recap. I had an appointment with my preterm doctors on Fri. He did his exam and found what my regular doctor had found but wanted to do a Non Stress Test on the baby and start a 2 shot regime of steroid's just in case and to help little Lem Lem's lungs develop faster. So he sent me over to the NST and they found I was having contractions, although they were oblivious to me. But I was having them about 1-2 minutes apart but they were small and to me non-existent. So I was sent down to Labor and Delivery to be put on monitors and medication to stop the contractions. After being in L & D for a day they were able to subside the contractions enough to take me off the monitors and send me up the post-partem wing where I am just doing the bed rest thing and missing my little man. The plan (hopefully)will be to go home either tomorrow, but more than likely on Monday after the hospital docs confer with my high risk doc and regular doc. Due to the h1-n1 ordeal no one under 14 is allowed to come into the hospital :( So when I found out I was being admitted, needless to say the tears came. Not so much because I was worried about Lem Lem, I knew she was okay, but I just left Little GB thinking I'd see him in about 45-hour. But I know that he's in good hands with his Grandma, Grandpa and Uncle Jedders and family. Again my family is such a huge blessing and to me they are the greatest family in the world. Jed and my Dad came in today and gave me a very comforting and reassuring blessing. So that is my current scoop. I'll post more details when I get them. But just one question, why do they bring hosptial dinner at 4:30? I mean yes, I'm old but that does seem a bit earlier does it not? Oh well...all is well!

Halloween+Candy=VERY happy Little GB

I think we might have to buy some stock in Crest or Colgate for a very long time! Little GB scored enough candy during his Trunk or Treating and regular Trick or Treating to keep our little family stocked with candy for a few years!! I don't think he's complaining though. I was unable to actually participate in the Trick or Treating, but my family and of course Pfieffer stepped up to help my little man get lots of treats!! Little GB LOVED his costume, getting his blisters (that is how he said whiskers) painted on, carving pumpkins (his is the ghost), and saying Trick or Treat. Pfieffer told me that after he received candy and said his thank you's, his reponse would be, "Alright! That's my favorite candy!." Hopefully next year he will still be as polite and excited to recieve such yumminess!!