This morning I woke up and panicked. I had subconsciously realized over the course of 24 hours that I hadn't really felt baby Adi move. Last night when we got home from Layton, I laid down to go to sleep and she didn't move. She usually becomes active right before I go to sleep, but I was so tired that I ignored it and fell asleep. I felt so guilty this morning thinking that something was wrong and that I could have done something about it last night.
So, I remember reading a friend's blog post about drinking something with a lot of sugar in it. The only thing I could think of that I actually had was...
Hot Chocolate
So, I frantically drank some hot chocolate and laid down to wait for her to start moving. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes... nothing. All I could feel was my heartbeat pounding as I waited. So I called the OB Emergency number at the U, and asked (with a shaky voice and between tears) what I should do. The nurse told me to wait a little while longer and see if she would move. She also mentioned that because I was so nervous I could head up to their center if I wanted to.
About ten minutes later she called back and said that the liquid should be cold because hot things can put the baby to sleep. So, I headed to the fridge for some water when I remembered that we had...
Strawberry Nesquik Mix
We waited about ten minutes, and she moved a couple of times, but she still wasn't being as active as normal. As I was walking out the door, I told my parents that we wouldn't be to church with them, and when they asked why, my mom asked if I'd had a blessing. I had thought about this, but was more worried about the baby than I was about myself. So, before we left Ryan and my dad gave me a blessing. It was very comforting, and I was much more collected as we drove to Salt Lake.
When we got to OB Emergency services, I was choked up again, but one of the nurses asked if I was the patient who had drive from Provo. When I said yes, she said they had been expecting me and got right down to business making sure that my little girl was safe. They put a heart monitor and movement monitor (kind of like mini candle warmers) on my stomach, and turned up the sound to hear the heartbeat.
Oh my goodness, that sound was music to my ears. It was so comforting, and I just about cried. I was so relieved that I could hear her. The nurses left us to listen while they watched the monitors. I could hear a lot of static--movement--but I still couldn't feel her. Finally she started kicking, and it was so reassuring to feel (and see) her move. It was an answer to prayer, and I was so grateful that we had driven to the hospital.
They monitored our little girl for about an hour, and then performed an ultrasound to make sure that the fluids looked good. Everything looked great, and they were really happy that I had come in.
When I apologized--slightly embarrassed that nothing was wrong--for being paranoid, they said that I had done the right thing and that you always call and come in to make sure things are okay. Better safe than sorry. They were so nice, and it completely reaffirmed my respect and trust in my doctors and their abilities.
So, after a couple of hours at the hospital, we headed back to Provo, calmed and grateful for wonderful doctors and nurses that sacrifice time on their Sabbath in order to watch our for my little girl.
4 comments:
glad to hear that everything is okay! Orange juice does wonders when it comes to making your baby move. That always worked for me! You were smart to go in. The night before I had Zach I felt really weird and the only reason I didn't go in was because I had an appointment the next day. At the appointment I felt fine and my blood pressure was 186/106...just imagine what it was the night before. Scary to think about. Always better to be safe than sorry!
I'm glad everything is ok with baby Adi. One day Claire didn't move for a long time and I was freaking out. Nothing that would normally get her kicking was working - no juice, load noises, etc. I went to the hospital and they monitored her and everything was fine. My nurse told me next time to try hitting a metal spoon against a metal sink because the high pitched sound it makes is like the ones the monitors send out to get babies kicking. Hopefully that doesn't happen again, but if it does, that's another trick you could try.
I'm glad you're both ok!!!!
A similar thing happened to my mom when she was pregnant with my little brother. Even though I was only in second grade, I still remember how scared she was. I am sorry that happened to you and I am glad it worked out!!
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