Praying for Boring

Most pregnant women are eager for the excitement of their first pregnancy — I was too. Excited to be pregnant. Excited to know, boy or girl? Excited to feel those first kicks. Just plain excited...Don't get me wrong, I am still eager for those same things, but more than that, I am praying for boring.

This pregnancy started out great, then turned into "morning" sickness. Then...yesterday...a fun admission into the emergency department. But let me start from the beginning:

Sunday was a beautiful day. My mom and I leashed up our pups and took advantage of the sunshine and warmer weather. I had a headache but didn't think much of it. I just took note to drink an extra glass of water when I got home. Maybe a bit of dehydration, I thought. As the afternoon progressed, so did the headache. I struggled to make dinner as the pain became increasingly worse and sent me to bed. The following morning, Monday, I woke up with a still significant headache but had a full schedule at work. I got through my morning routine and arrived at work. At this point, I just want to say how thankful I am that I work at a hospital and am surrounded by wonderful healthcare professionals. Struggling to work through the headache, I mentioned it to my boss and she suggested that I run down to the emergency department to have my blood pressure checked. Personally, I hadn't thought much of the headache being a risk for my pregnancy, just a terrible headache. So, I took a trip downstairs to the ED, not expecting much. I was streamlined into triage for a blood pressure reading. As it turns out, my reading was significantly high and they admitted me. Let me note, I always have quite low readings... I called my dearest Husband who quickly made the hour drive to my hospital. I was swiftly given a room in the ED, they hooked me up to a blood pressure cuff for readings every 15 minutes, took vile upon vile of blood, a urine sample, gave me IV fluids and eventually sent me for an ultrasound.

Praise the Lord that the ultrasound was good, baby's heart rate was a healthy 153 bpm. Over my 4.5 hour admission, my blood pressure was brought back down to a normal and healthy range, I got rehydrated and all my labs came back with a stamp of approval to go home for rest. This morning I have a follow-up appointment with my OB and I am simply praying for boring...or simply the right kind of excitement. All your prayers are much appreciated!