Thursday, June 12, 2008

Big Changes

Last week was hard. But the packing got done. The moving pods got sent to California. We had a lovely time at the graduation banquet, and Resident Boy was surprised with an award. We celebrated The Snake’s 5th Birthday. All the grandparents had a great time and got sent home safely on Sunday.

Then Monday evening I felt a gush of fluid in the wrong place … three days before I was supposed to take a flight to LA. I am now in the local women’s and children’s hospital, on bedrest until the babies arrive. I will be 29 weeks tomorrow.

There are things in our favor. No pre-term labor at this stage. Both babies are cooking along. We are at the highest level NICU in the area (I’m fairly certain we are at Level 3). I recognized the signs and was at the hospital and on steroids and antibiotics within hours of the rupture. After the initial loss of fluid, things have slowed to a trickle. I am actually in the same city as my husband.

There are some things that are making our lives a logistical nightmare. The buyers of the house happened to contact our lawyer today and were wondering if we could close early – like this Friday (ha ha). Meanwhile, we were wondering if we could close later. Our official contract has the close at the end of the month, so we can hold them to that. But as for after, we will need housing.
The pods will be arriving in Santa Monica on Thursday. My brother and his girlfriend have decided to still go and meet it, but there is no one to help them unpack as yet. We’re working on it. Worse case, we pay more money and higher some mover guys to get the stuff in the place.
My husband was supposed to travel to New England for 12 days to go to a review course for his boards. Then in July he was supposed to be taking them. As we may now have me on bedrest for hopefully a few weeks time, and then babies in the NICU for an undetermined time – no one is sure how that will all work out. So there may be multiple flights to cancel for untold amounts of money.
Oh, and then there is that pesky 5-year-old who needs to be cared for. Many friends have stepped up and offered, as well as relatives from far reaches too. But we have settled on sending him to his aunt and cousin who are 2 hours away. His grandparents will be joining them there in about 10 days. That way he will be able to come and visit on occasion. He is having a tough time grasping things and doesn’t quite understand that Mommy isn’t coming home soon. But he is excited to go spend time with his cousin. Hopefully that will be enough distraction.
I am nervous but a bit resigned. Mostly I am sad at how this has created a disaster for my dear husband. He his handling it pretty well, but I know it is so very difficult for him. He is already exhausted from having to get all the packing done last week, and now this happens. I know he can handle it all and everyone says that the most important thing is for me to rest and focus on the babies. But it is more than hard. I have been the planner, organizer, logistical coordinator for the last 5 years. And now when the shit hits the fan, I can barely do anything. My room show 3 bars for WiFi but I can’t seem to connect. I’ll keep trying.
At my ultrasound today, they managed to get a 3D image of my daughter’s face. I cried. Please make this all turn out okay.

12 comments:

wheelsonthebus said...

Oh, girl. I am so, so sorry. I cannot help unpack unless I want to be in the same position you are in, but I will be back in LA next week if you need me to do anything.

Kate said...

I am so sorry! I will be thinking about you. Please keep us updated!

Shelby said...

I'm so sorry! I will be keeping you and the babies in my thoughts. Best of luck!

Lori said...

Wow -- you know how to make a grand exit and entrance.

Glad those babies are holding of on their entrance.

I'm holding you and Resident Boy in my thoughts. Somehow, things WILL get done, and someday you'll be able to tell stories about the crazy Summer of 2008.

bleu said...

Oh hun I am so sorry for this turn of events. I am sending love and light and strong vibrations your way.

Amber said...

Everyone is right...focus on those babies. The rest will work itself out and if not...now big deal. Pain in the ass, inconvenient, expensive but in the grand scheme...not as important as those little ones who need to cook as long as possible. If I lived in LA I'd bet there in a heart beat to help unpack.

jakelliesmom said...

Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness. Amy, what an ordeal.

My thoughts to you to keep those babies growing healthy and strong, and for you to survive the next few months with the best of your sanity.

If you need help unpacking, I'm right here!

Portia P said...

Oh my.

I'm so sorry. I'm glad the babies aren't looking like making their entrance just yet. You're in the best place and MUST concentrate on them. Things will get done - they just will and in the meantime you're doing the most important job of all - looking after your babies.

Thinking of youxx

Sticky Bun said...

Wow...you have SO much on your plate. I'm so sorry to hear about the bedrest but am so glad to hear that you got to the hospital so quickly. And, it's so great that you've passed the critical 28-week mark. Everyday is a blessing and I hope you get several more weeks. And, I can imagine how stressful it must be to wait in the wings with everything else that is going on. Hang in there, though. That stuff will all work out.

thinking of you and your babies!

Tash said...

Oh Holy Ef . . . hoping everyone can struggle with logistics so you can just worry about you. Hang in there, babies. Hang in there.

Geohde said...

Holy crap, Amy.

How terrifying.

I sincerely hope those babies cook a while longer yet.

Will be thhinking of you,

J

Adriane said...

I'm so sorry to hear about this!!!! I am thinking about you.