Well, yesterday our trust was again put to the test when I started having regular and increasingly frequent contractions during Church. When they were 3 minutes apart at the end of sacrament meeting, we decided to get our kids settled at Aunt Melayna's and head to the hospital. After I'd been in triage for just a few minutes, I felt a little something and told them I thought my water may have broken. I figured they had some conclusive way to determine whether or not it had. Well, after litmus paper and a slide under a microscope and more close examination and second opinions, they deliberated for almost 2 hours about whether or not my water had actually broken. They finally concluded that it had and admitted me to the Labor and Delivery unit. Four hours later, the midwife who had come on duty since my arrival brought that conclusion into question again and decided that she didn't think my water had broken! I had never seen this midwife before, but she is definitely my very very favorite one now. She was wonderful. She said that since I'd been having contractions every 2-3 minutes since arriving to the hospital but hadn't actually progressed, we could just go home and come back when things picked up. So we got home a little before 1 this morning, feeling tired, grateful, and a bit sheepish. It was very humbling to realize that even though this is my third baby, we still don't even know when it's the real deal and despite our vigilant laps around the L&D unit, we don't have the power to make a baby come that's not quite ready to come! So today, as my contractions continue to be frequent yet mild, we're trying to be patient and keep our trust in the One who is omniscient and omnipotent, unlike us and the medical world!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Omniscient and Omnipotent
Well, yesterday our trust was again put to the test when I started having regular and increasingly frequent contractions during Church. When they were 3 minutes apart at the end of sacrament meeting, we decided to get our kids settled at Aunt Melayna's and head to the hospital. After I'd been in triage for just a few minutes, I felt a little something and told them I thought my water may have broken. I figured they had some conclusive way to determine whether or not it had. Well, after litmus paper and a slide under a microscope and more close examination and second opinions, they deliberated for almost 2 hours about whether or not my water had actually broken. They finally concluded that it had and admitted me to the Labor and Delivery unit. Four hours later, the midwife who had come on duty since my arrival brought that conclusion into question again and decided that she didn't think my water had broken! I had never seen this midwife before, but she is definitely my very very favorite one now. She was wonderful. She said that since I'd been having contractions every 2-3 minutes since arriving to the hospital but hadn't actually progressed, we could just go home and come back when things picked up. So we got home a little before 1 this morning, feeling tired, grateful, and a bit sheepish. It was very humbling to realize that even though this is my third baby, we still don't even know when it's the real deal and despite our vigilant laps around the L&D unit, we don't have the power to make a baby come that's not quite ready to come! So today, as my contractions continue to be frequent yet mild, we're trying to be patient and keep our trust in the One who is omniscient and omnipotent, unlike us and the medical world!
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3 comments:
i'm glad you and the baby are okay! i had no idea this was happening-- why did i have to find this out by reading your blog?
Wow, I'll be thinking of you and hoping for a healthy birth when the time is right!
Oh, Monette--looking at your picture just makes me hurt for you! You can't be comfortable! And you have more faith than I, apparently. I caved to the "hypermonitoring" this time when it appeared that the baby wasn't growing or my fluid levels were low, and everything was fine. I'm hoping for the best tomorrow, because that's when Mitchell says your baby is coming. But you're right that it's humbling to realize we're not in control. All six of my deliveries were quite different!
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