Nobody panic :) ...
Hey everyone,
It would be premature to get alarmed about anything but it'd be right on time to let you guys know what's up :).
It's 2:39am and I just got back from the hospital sans Tami. She's there with our daughter in her belly still (great news) but apparently the little darlin' wants to come out a little early ... like nine weeks early ... which as many of you know is our tradition in the Sanders household but not the best idea for humans who are supposed to stay in their mommies bellies for nine months and not six and a half.
So, here's the skinny ... Around 9:30 tonight, Tami started feeling what felt like contractions. We went in as a precautionary measure and they started tying machines to her and listening for beeps and such. Tami felt awful and decided to throw up about three times to prove it. Such a bummer. Anyway, despite a test that suggested she isn't going into labor (good news), they wanted to get her re-hydrated with an IV overnight. We were tempted to refuse and stop by the 7/11 for some gatorade when the nurse did one last "check downstairs" and noticed that she had gone from 1 cm to 2 cm dialated. Apparently that's not good news if you want to not have a baby.
So, in addition to giving Tami the IV (and me passing out like a girl at the sight of the needle and blood ... seriously funny story ... I'll tell you later ... ya right) ... they also started giving her steroids. This was so, on the chance that the baby comes early, the drugs should help the baby bench press 400 lbs, run the 100 meter sprint in under 9 seconds ... and develop her lungs a lot more. The catch is, she has to get them every six hours for 24 hours. Oh, the challenges of being a world class athlete.
Thankfully, we have some AMAZING troupers named Elizabeth Rusinak (she used to live with us) and Lori Lester (Elizabeth's roommate and my co-worker) who are hitting the home runs and keeping our kids in check. So, for the moment we're fine on all fronts. We'll know more in the next little bit, but again the next 24 hours are kind of important. That's how long it takes to get through the steroids. Ideally 3 more weeks would be great too, but we'll take what we can get.
So, if you're of the praying type, please pray. If not, please consider becoming that type and join in.
Please forgive the bad humor. I'm sure it's just thinly veiled fatigue. I'm really not this funny when I'm wide awake.
Love you guys. We also love God and trust him.
I'll do my best to keep you updated via the blog.
Dana
PS ... feel free to pass this along to people you think might be interested. thx!
It would be premature to get alarmed about anything but it'd be right on time to let you guys know what's up :).
It's 2:39am and I just got back from the hospital sans Tami. She's there with our daughter in her belly still (great news) but apparently the little darlin' wants to come out a little early ... like nine weeks early ... which as many of you know is our tradition in the Sanders household but not the best idea for humans who are supposed to stay in their mommies bellies for nine months and not six and a half.
So, here's the skinny ... Around 9:30 tonight, Tami started feeling what felt like contractions. We went in as a precautionary measure and they started tying machines to her and listening for beeps and such. Tami felt awful and decided to throw up about three times to prove it. Such a bummer. Anyway, despite a test that suggested she isn't going into labor (good news), they wanted to get her re-hydrated with an IV overnight. We were tempted to refuse and stop by the 7/11 for some gatorade when the nurse did one last "check downstairs" and noticed that she had gone from 1 cm to 2 cm dialated. Apparently that's not good news if you want to not have a baby.
So, in addition to giving Tami the IV (and me passing out like a girl at the sight of the needle and blood ... seriously funny story ... I'll tell you later ... ya right) ... they also started giving her steroids. This was so, on the chance that the baby comes early, the drugs should help the baby bench press 400 lbs, run the 100 meter sprint in under 9 seconds ... and develop her lungs a lot more. The catch is, she has to get them every six hours for 24 hours. Oh, the challenges of being a world class athlete.
Thankfully, we have some AMAZING troupers named Elizabeth Rusinak (she used to live with us) and Lori Lester (Elizabeth's roommate and my co-worker) who are hitting the home runs and keeping our kids in check. So, for the moment we're fine on all fronts. We'll know more in the next little bit, but again the next 24 hours are kind of important. That's how long it takes to get through the steroids. Ideally 3 more weeks would be great too, but we'll take what we can get.
So, if you're of the praying type, please pray. If not, please consider becoming that type and join in.
Please forgive the bad humor. I'm sure it's just thinly veiled fatigue. I'm really not this funny when I'm wide awake.
Love you guys. We also love God and trust him.
I'll do my best to keep you updated via the blog.
Dana
PS ... feel free to pass this along to people you think might be interested. thx!
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