But a couple nights ago, I had a nagging feeling that maybe some of the pain I was feeling were actually contractions.
I don't have any of the risk factors. I'm on progesterone to prevent preterm labor. I'm only 25 weeks along. It was easy to deny it.
Until it wasn't easy anymore!
I woke up, hosted my monthly book club, and continued to feel the rhythmic pains despite enjoying a two hour distraction of good food and conversation with my girlfriends.
So I went to the hospital.
They hooked me up and found out I was having contractions every 4-6 minutes!!! It was crazy! Or rather, I realized I wasn't crazy because they really were contractions!
I still don't feel completely back to normal but I feel a ton better than yesterday, and it's reassuring to have received such great care and evaluation. I'll see my regular OB doctor tomorrow and we will go from there, but the prognosis is looking pretty good so far. Please say a prayer for me and baby, that baby will stay in there until my due month!
I'm so grateful for the little ways God showed up the past few days with His guidance and care. There were so many glimpses of Him, from feeling peace and calm instead of worry and fear, and even down to having a Christian nurse and finding out our husbands knew each other.
No matter what the outcome would have been (or is), I know I have to remember that God is good and cares for me and my child. Yet I have to admit it's such a relief to not be having the contractions anymore and that this little one is kicking as we wait to figure out the plan from here. Life with a husband and children can feel so uncertain sometimes or bring on so many worries because you just want all of them to be safe and healthy...yet it's a reminder that we are made for Heaven and this life is only a journey there...learning to trust God (not ourselves or an outcome) along the way.