Just a spoon full of sugar...

I finally got my medicine for my cough. It is about time I got off my lazy butt. I should be a hundred percent by next week. Yeepeee!!!

No more cramps/contractions since I was discharged two days ago, so that is also good news.

talk to you later,
ds

No Title... Just the story

I am so tired I cannot think of a title for this blog, so I am just going to go right into it.

Tuesday night we were having a nice family night enjoying one of the few shows Kimani and I agreed to watch this season, Eli Stone. Once it was over we went to bed and I began to feel a little cramping in my lower abdomen. The entire area below my bellybutton began to just feel like a cramp that would come and go every so often. I made a mental note of the time and how often I thought I felt this cramping.

After a while I got up to go to the living room and when I saw the time, it was about 1220am. I made a second mental note that I had the reoccurring pain for about an hour now and it would come what seemed every five minutes. At this time I called the emergency hot line for my OBGYN and did just what Dr. Garfinkel said..."Drink about a bucket of water and call me in two hours"

OK so I drank the bucket of water within the first hour because I was really hoping it was braxton hicks. And I as i laid I prayed the pain would stop and that it was just from dehydration. Even if it was just 'hicks, I wanted the pain to go away. I thought that at 28 weeks this kind of pain could not be good.

So at about 4am I spoke to the doc again and he asked me to come in for a premature labor evaluation. Now, at this time I was concerned, but somehow I knew I was not in labor. I still went to the hospital because I did want to get checked out and I really wanted to sleep and I could not do that with the cramps coming and going. I was up all night already.

By the time I got there I was contracting every three to four minutes. They checked if I had effaced or dilated, and thankfully I had not. They also did a test to find out my likelihood of going into labor in the next two weeks and that came back negative, which was good news.

They gave me a couple of shots to stop all the contractions and we went home with the instructions to call/come back if the contractions started again.

At first i was not even sure if I should call the doctor or wait until the next day and go in to the doctor's office because I did not ever have any contractions with Nehemiah and I was not certain what was going on. I also did not want to make it seem like I was being a baby or whatever (I always think people think I am being a big baby and I hate that I think that), so I was home doing my Bradley breathing I learned from the book and just remained calm and relaxed with every cramp, well, contraction. I felt so good when at one point the doctor is looking at the monitor and he says to me, "well, you did the right thing by coming in because many women would feel the pain and not come. You are actually contracting and we have to stop this, so I am glad you are here. You are not in labor, but we want to make sure the cramps do not continue because eventually you will dilate." That lifted such a weight off my shoulders.

So needless to say, I am to take it easy. Dr. Kimani Smith has put me on bed rest, and I am not to cook, clean or even have intercourse for the next three months (yeah, we will see about those orders "Dr."). My only duty is to take Nemi to school and bring him home. Kimani is so loving, I love having him. He is so protective over his family, and concerned for our well-being. He is so much more than I ever expected.

Nemi too was so good. We took him to the hospital with us, because it being the middle of the night, we just could not get ourselves to wake anyone up to watch him so we took him and he did good considering his sleep got disrupted and he was in the hospital waiting area for about 5 hours.

Well, right now I still feel a bit dazed, and dizzy. I am going to rest some more and hope to just feel better over all. I want to get rid of this crazy cough that I have had for the past two weeks. I just want to be 100% again, could any one please help me.

Oh! one last thing, I am going to have to call my dad and ask him to reconsider coming up at the end of the year. Not having Kimani in the room with me because he had to stay in the waiting area with Nemi was a bit of a killer. Kimani had no clue what was going on, and I had no support when the nurses left. We need to leave Nemi with someone when we go to real labor and I hope he could come up and help us. Right now our option is for Kimani to take me to the hospital and then go to Brooklyn to drop Nemi off with Kimani's parents. I cannot even imagine how long that will take and the chance of traffic or an accident delaying his return already makes this whole plan futile.

You know I am going to ask my friend/neighbor if we could leave him with her if it happens during the day - and then later take him to Brooklyn. If I go into labor in the middle of the night, I am sure traffic will not be an issue so Kimani could do the NY run; that way we could leave him there for days if we have to.

So keep us in prayer. This turned to be a bit long... sorry.

-ds

Batman Begins... for Nemi

Oh! the little milestones we get to experience.



We have been contemplating getting for Nehemiah a full size bed because his crib turned into a toddler bed and then to a full size bed... However, Kimani's colleague was selling a twin size bed (headboard and everything) and we thought, you know we could always just use his current crib for the baby and just get him the twin size bed.



Oh! goodness... when he saw the bed he was all excited and he was helping his daddy put it together and everything so when Kimani finished he made the bed with the Batman sheet set and Nehemiah was all over the batman sheets and yada yada yada, until......



it was time to actually go to bed.



He kept going back to his crib (well, toddler bed) with his pillow and saying, Night Night... like telling us, 'I am supposed to be on this bed...'



Well, eventually he did fall asleep on the twin size bed, but it was weird to see him in that big bed. We are so used to seeing him in the toddler, which he has been in that bed since he came home from the hospital and to suddenly see with our own eyes that he is growing up and needs a 'big boy' bed it was a bit surreal... Like wow! he is actually gonna be 5. We knew for a long htime he needed a bigger bed but to see it here in the house and him laying in it was tugging at our hearts.



Kimani thinks he will not take it well that the new baby will be in 'his' crib when she comes... I said, 'do not worry, he will be fine'. I mean, what else am I supposed to say. This is one of those things that no one has a choice in the matter, Nehemiah is getting big and we are having a baby. So we are all going to have to adjust to the changes and keep it moving with an open mind come what may.



-ds

Happy Birthday Ice Cream!!

yeah!

I love love love Cold Stone Ice Cream and I am soooo looking forward to going over today and getting my free birthday ice cream. yum yum. My favorite combination is the chocolate ice cream with almonds and either oreo cookies or brownie. They are both good, but having both cookies and brownie is a bit much. In any case, there is nothing like some good birthday ice cream and when it is free it is just even better.

--

Nemi - the Higglytown Hero

So Nehemiah is a little hero in his own world. Here is what happened.

It was time to take him to school and like I do every morning, I told him to get in the car and give me the seat belt. While he is doing this, I usually throw the car keys from the back seat on to the driver seat, along with my wallet and his backpack. That way when I finish with him, I just get in the front seat and have all the things I need.

Some how or other, I do not even know how it happened, all the doors locked without me noticing. So I closed Nemi's door and tried to open my door and... "Oh! Oh!". I try his door... "oops!!" I remained calm because the morning was nice and chilly so he was not going to be in a hot car. So I happened to have my cell phone in my pocket to call Kimani to ask someone for a ride to the house to help us out. While I am leaving a message on Kimani's voicemail, Nehemiah begins to play with the door handle and since he cannot open it because of the child lock, I tell him Nemi pull the other piece (or whatever I said). So he did and he actually unlocked the door himself and I quickly opened the door before he locked it again. I was so proud of him. He was the hero in his own rescue - though he did not even know he had to be rescued.

Good job Nemi.

Kimberlee's First Shoes

I love these little shoes. They are so absolutely perfect. I received them from one of the moms I met at Nehemiah's school. She is so kind to me. Her daughter is in Nemi's class and she is so cute.

As soon as I saw these shoes I placed them on Kimani's pillow and when he got home I told him, "I think Kimberly is coming home in these." He is so in love with his daughter. We are so in love with both our children. I do not even know if the shoes will fit her when she is three days old, but for Kimani and I it is perfect for her to come home in. I had Nehemiah's outfit picked out so early on and when Kimani was getting him dressed to come home (with his Mommy-crocheted booties, sweater and hat), I could not hold in my laugh because Nemi was so skinny and everything was so big on him. I still remember that day. It was cute.

Anyway, we are so excited to have another baby join our family. We hope Nemi adjusts well, we shall see...

Until later,

Momma