When I found out I was pregnant with my daughter we were really happy. And my husband was a tad nervous. My doctor was cautious. I ended up on bed rest three months before my due date. I went stir crazy. I LOVED doing the stress tests at the hospital because I was able to leave my house. I was only allowed to get up to shower once a day (with a five minute time limit) and to use the bathroom. I saved my shower until noon because it was the highlight of my day.
My deliveries are on my mind because ten years ago this week my little girl was born over two months early. I had HELLP syndrome--a severe type of toxemia--so they had to take her early. So early I hadn't had time to properly prep for the delivery. I remember wanting to die of shame because I hadn't shaved my legs for over a month because of my short showers. The doctors were fighting to save my life so I doubt they noticed but oh man was I aware. She was born weighing three pounds, eight ounces, and was in the N-ICU for over a month. I was a lot worse off this time and didn't improve for over a week. She lost weight but finally started to regain it. Every year I am amazed at how how much she has grown! I am so grateful for the wonderful doctors who took care of not only her but me. She may have been tiny (She still is for her age) but she has been a huge blessing for my family. Oh and in case you're wondering, we decided that two was the perfect amount of children. Our mind was firmly made up when found out a lady had died the next city over from HELLP about a week after my experience. I feel very blessed!!