At 3:30 this morning the cat wouldn't leave me alone. Beau knocked things off my nightstand and nuzzled his wet nose in my face. I finally decided to get up and went to the bathroom to pee. When I was in the bathroom I realized I was bleeding. For a second I was in shocked disbelief. Then I started crying and went to wake up Sam. We woke up a sleepy Hope and headed out for the hospital.
I had an exam, bloodwork, and an ultrasound. Luckily the baby is fine, they even detected butterbean's teeny heartbeat. The doctor said I had a "threatened miscarriage" so I'm on bedrest for the next three days. Hopefully all is well now.
This morning was terrifying and upsetting. I am absolutely smitten with this baby and couldn't imagine butterbean not being a part of our life. I'm so thankful that everything is okay, but I'm still nervous and very shaky.
As I'll be on either the couch or the bed until I go back to work on Tuesday, I'm hoping to get some serious reading done. Maybe this will be a bedrest mini-readathon?