Trial Run, Part I.
I say Part I, because maybe there will be a Part II or Part III but only time will tell. Sunday evening we ended up running into the hospital because I was having some unfamiliar symptoms. No unusual contractions or anything of too much concern, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t losing any amniotic fluid like I thought. So we went in, calm and collected (me being more calm than my husband); he for some reason couldn’t even remember how to get to the hospital. Literally, our hospital is located 7 minutes from our home, but he just couldn’t remember and he almost missed his turn after I told him where to go. Once we arrive, he asked if he should drop me off at the front door and when I replied no, so he turned the tables and asked if I would drop him off at the front door. lol. Typical husband things….
We check in and quickly got in. I was monitored & checked for about 2 hours before being released and given the “Everything is ok.” Thankfully. Everything I was experiencing would be the new normal for me the next few weeks. Maybe going into the hospital was a step more than we needed to do, but when you’ve been what we’ve been through and gotten this far, we weren’t going to take any chances. We needed to know what was going on and our minds were luckily put to ease.
We decided this was a good trial run for us. We got to experience where to go, what to do, what bags to grab before we walked out the door, and what to partially expect if things progress normally. Let’s be honest, when time gets here… it’s not like we’ll remember ANY of that, but for the time being we fool ourselves and convince each other we have a handle on this situation. 🙂 I mean, isn’t this how parenthood is? You think you know what you’re doing but quickly realize you have no earthly idea what’s about to happen…