I barely was able to make it through the morning, but luckily I had a movie backup for one of my sick days. We watched Around the World in 80 days. During the movie I called Honey to say that he might need to come home early because I was not feeling well and was having pretty bad contractions. We finished the movie and used it for our daily geography and history discussion. Then we did our daily scripture readings and were all set to start reading Greek Myths and Aesop's Fables.
- We are using D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths which I simply love. It has useful illustrations that are detailed and pertinent to the myth. Each myth leads into the next, so there is a cohesive flow to the book. The kids really love hearing the myths. We have already read through Usborne's Greek myths book which was a good introduction, but not even close to the quality of D'Aulaire's.
I started to realize that I was not going to be able to read. I was not able to talk during the contractions, NOT a good sign. My Bradley Childbirth class (all those years ago...) told us that one of the signs to go to the hospital was when you could not speak through a contraction. Uh Oh! I told the kids that school was over and to put things away while I called Honey and told him to come home ASAP. Then I got on the phone with the doctor, and various friends to make arrangements for the kids. Then the real fun began!
I got to ride with a very nervous Honey in rush hour traffic while having contractions. Scary does not even begin to describe the ride.
We get to the hospital and darn it all, but NONE of the contractions are showing up on their monitor. WHAT?!!! Here I am having regular contractions and not a bleepity bleep one has the decency to show up on the machine! After 5 hours in the hospital, a lot of prayers, a lot of patience, and a lot of tests, it turns out that I have an infection. The infection is irritating the uterus causing me to have "non-productive" contractions. Great!!!! (said with LOTS of sarcasm.) I could have saved my uterus the time and told it that I was already non-productive. It wasn't really necessary to prove it to me!
So now that I have had a few doses of antibiotics, a few war wounds from being a pincushion, and a few days to rest, I am feeling a lot better. I am happy to have left the hospital with my baby still growing inside me, that was the best part of the whole day!!