三劍客

By 媽咪

Sunday night, close to midnight, I went to check on the boys and was greeted with a bad odor upon entering the room. For some reason S was lying in bed awake, probably woke up from a bout of cough. I asked if he had pooped. He replied "No". I went and checked on didi, who was already sound alseep, and BINGO, it was him! It wasn't just the regular kind of poopy smell, it was the loose stool, diahrrea type smell. I picked didi up, of course he protested a little to being taken from the warm bed, and tried to get him to the changing table. As I stood up from the bed, to my horror, I lost my balance. Normally I would've been able to regain myself somewhat, even with the big belly. However, at that moment I had didi in my arms and was left with no choice but to land first on my knees and then on the tummy.

I didn't feel much pain at this time, probably just a little bit at the moment of impact. I was preoccupied with getting didi cleaned up and back into bed as soon as I could. I proceeded to clean him up and put him back in bed. All this time didi was in a quiet whimper and his little bottom was red and a bit raw from being in the dirty diaper too long. The poor thing. I finished cleaning him up as fast as I could and put him back down. I lied down with them a little bit and actually fell asleep. A few hours later I woke up with a sore back from their now too-hard-for-mummy mattress and went back to my own bed. It was only then I realized that I have a little pain in the right hip. It didn't bother me much though. As I lie in bed trying to fall back asleep I started to recall what had happened earlier and I started to worry if anything had happened to the baby. I laid there trying to feel the baby moving; I think it must have been resting as well because I couldn't feel anything for a few minutes. I also prayed for its safety and well being. It is much too early for the baby to be born at 28 wks and 6 days. By this time I was starting to drift back into sleep but thought I had felt some movement from the baby and slept till morning.

At breakfast the next morning, my thoughts went back to the incident and I felt a little disconcerted. Surely, I have been having Braxton-Hicks contractions since 20 or 21 weeks but I was trying to see if there was anything different. In all honesty I hadn't felt any different and was generally all right. I decided to give hubby a call and see what his thoughts were. As soon as he heard, he became alarmed and suggested I contact my OB/GYN right away. Since he's on L/D that day I had him ask the nurses there and a few minutes later he called back to tell me that they wanted me to go in right away for observation. This was going to be a 2-4 hour observation, they said. They also said I was not to bring the kids.

No kids huh?! Where and how will I be able to find child care at the last minute?! I panicked. Our only relative is out of town, friends that I could think of were either out of town or they already have their hands full. Hubby suggested that he could probably ask someone to cover for him for a couple hours and I should just bring them along. I preprared a simple lunch for them as quickly as I could and got everyone dressed and headed out the door.

.... to be continued....