I had a pretty ugly night in the hopsital on Saturday night. Woke up in a pool of blood around 11:30, I had thought my water broke. I called for the nurses, 5 came running in trying to find the babies heartbeat, starting an IV line, cleaning me up, changing me into a gown, yelling for the doctor to bring the ultrasound machine because they couldnt find her Heartbeat. It had to be a full five minutes before the doctor ran in with the machine and immediatly put the doppler on my stomach. The head nurse stood behind him waiting, waiting, my breath was caught in my throat. She looked into my eyes and said, "yes, there it is. " breathe, in and out. I was able to get Matt on the phone to let him know that what was happening and that they were moving me to labor and delivery. If the bleeding didnt stop, I was getting a cesarean. Matt was here in 15 minutes, we live in a another state. I'm sure many laws were broken en-route.
In labor and delivery, the babies heart rate was fine, but I was having contractions. They talked about giving me magnesium sulfate, which I hear just makes you want to die. I got steroid shots to help the babies lungs mature and we were monitored for the next 18 hours. I didnt sleep a wink that night. We are so close, this is just too early. She would be in the NICU until her due date and while she is a perfectly viable baby, she would have to go through some horrible stuff for the next 3 months.
I have had 2 big bleeds in one week. It's not looking good to go full term. In fact pretty much there is no chance. 34 weeks might be the longest we can keep her in with placenta previa.
She is going to be fine, I have complete faith, please pray and keep us in your thoughts.