Well went to my doctor's appt today and she said I was still at 5 cm but my bag of water is protruding threw that. Technically I'm not 36 weeks until Friday so she said stay on bed rest and keep taking the meds until at least Friday. She said she's going out of town this weekend to see her dad and he's an hour away so if I go into labor she may not make it to deliver him. So she said I could take the meds through Saturday or Sunday if I wanted just to make sure she's in town but who's to say I'll even make it to the hospital when she is in town...haha...since I'm already at a 5, halfway there!!
What's really funny is that my Grandpa's birthday is on Monday, he'll be 89 and when we told him months and months ago that I was pregnant and the due date was May 30 he said "oh you can have it on my birthday." And everytime I've talked to him since he says "how's the one that's going to come on my birthday" or "and you're going to have another one on my birthday, right?" We've all just thought he was crazy and said "there's no way he'll come that early" but I just keep agreeing with him. That would be great if he comes on Monday. I told Denzil a few weeks ago that if he's born on Monday then his name will be Fineas William Murphy instead of Fineas Nathaniel Murphy and we'll call him Fin!
So we'll see when his birthday is. I'm anxious to meet him and stop feeling so run down!! Hopefully my next post will be announcing him!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Bed Rest
Well I just made it home from my doctor's appointment and I have been prescribed bed rest. My blood pressure is fine, 100/60, but I am only 35 weeks and I am 5 cm dialated. So I am supposed to be on bed rest until I go see her on Wednesday. Wow, this is crazy!! She said if I go into labor it's no big deal but the baby would be taken to the ICU for at least 24 hours to be monitored so I've got to make it to 36 weeks.
So I've got to get to bed! Please pray that the baby is fine and when he decides to come he will be ready to meet us!!
So I've got to get to bed! Please pray that the baby is fine and when he decides to come he will be ready to meet us!!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
He is there, all you have to do is reach for him!
Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of
Passage?
His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him
alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the
blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry
out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.
He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad
must come into manhood on his own. The boy is naturally terrified. He can
hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe
even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and
shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It
would be the only way he could become a man!
Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his
blindfold. It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump
next to him. He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from
harm. We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, God is watching
over us, sitting on the stump beside us. When trouble comes, all we have to
do is reach out to Him.
Moral of the story:
Just because you can't see God, doesn't mean He is not there. 'For
we walk by faith, not by sight.'
Passage?
His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him
alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the
blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry
out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.
He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad
must come into manhood on his own. The boy is naturally terrified. He can
hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe
even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and
shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It
would be the only way he could become a man!
Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his
blindfold. It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump
next to him. He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from
harm. We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, God is watching
over us, sitting on the stump beside us. When trouble comes, all we have to
do is reach out to Him.
Moral of the story:
Just because you can't see God, doesn't mean He is not there. 'For
we walk by faith, not by sight.'
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Pnemonia, Surgery and 5 weeks to go!
(I wrote this post last week sometime but never posted it...oops!) Well we've had more sickness here in the Murphy household this last week. Last Tuesday Phoebe's teacher called from mother's day out and said she was running a low fever and just didn't feel good and I should come pick her up. By the time I got there to pick her up their thermometer was reading her temp to be 106.7, she was burning up and starting to shake. It totally freaked me out so I drove straight home since we are pretty close and the peditrician's office is closed for lunch from 12:30 to 1:30, gave her a dose of tylenol and our thermometer read 105. By that time is was 1:30 and I started calling the ped's office. They said they could see her at 2:10 so I changed Eliott's diaper and changed Phoebe's clothes to something much cooler and started for the door. Thankfully the phone rang and it was Eliott's teacher, Christina, from mother's day out offering to watch him while I took Phoebe to the doc. Oh WOW-what a blessing! He would have totally worn me out if I had to bring him too. Luckily she lives in our neighborhood and so I loaded them in the car, dropped him off and Phoebe felt so bad she was screaming and crying about everything. I don't even remember what it was on the way to Christina's house but then all the way to the doctor she just screamed and cried that she wanted Bubba..."I want Bubba...go back and get Bubba...pick Bubba up right now!" Poor girl! So after a strep test and x-rays the doc said she had pnemonia. Gave us a prescription for antibiotics and sent us on our way. Of course she hates the way the antibiotics taste so I'm having to hide them in yogurt, pudding, ice cream but hey whatever works, right? She had a 105 temp on Wed and Thursday too but finally went away on Friday. Friday morning she woke up and was a totally different person, she felt a whole lot better!
On Friday morning our little man had tubes put in his ears and his adnoids out. Surgery went well but going back there and seeing him in recovery was the hardest!! He was just screaming and crying and didn't want to be held, he kept arching his back and finally pulled his iv out and blood went squirting all over me. We sat there in recovery for probably 45-55 minutes and he screamed and cried the whole time. He refused to take a drink, eat a popsicle or calm down. There were other parents in there with their kids and they weren't screaming like this so of course they were looking at me and who knows what they were thinking. But when we were walking out of recovery, which finally calmed him down, I noticed that their kids were a little older and their parents could explain stuff and they could talk to their parents and say what hurt, etc. They put us in a room and I was able to rock him to sleep, thankfully!! They took his vitals two more times and then we were released. He was awake the whole time on the way home and drank his Pedilyte almost the whole way. When we got home he acted totally fine. He got down and started playing with his blocks that Phoebe & Dad had gotten out to play with while we were gone. He only took an hour nap that afternoon and seemed fine all the way up until Monday. He started being cranky and waking up at 3 in the morning and I guess it was the adnoids healing. Two days he woke up from his nap just screaming and crying and pointing in his mouth and at his throat. Poor dude!
Well I will be 33 weeks on Tuesday, the 8th so that means only 4 weeks until I'm full term and 5 weeks until I'm 38 weeks, which is when I had both Phoebe & Eliott. I really want to have this baby so my back pain will go away, I will feel back to normal and not have a huge belly but then again I'm kind of afraid of what I will do with 3-YEAHHHH!!
Well I've got to get to my bible study--
On Friday morning our little man had tubes put in his ears and his adnoids out. Surgery went well but going back there and seeing him in recovery was the hardest!! He was just screaming and crying and didn't want to be held, he kept arching his back and finally pulled his iv out and blood went squirting all over me. We sat there in recovery for probably 45-55 minutes and he screamed and cried the whole time. He refused to take a drink, eat a popsicle or calm down. There were other parents in there with their kids and they weren't screaming like this so of course they were looking at me and who knows what they were thinking. But when we were walking out of recovery, which finally calmed him down, I noticed that their kids were a little older and their parents could explain stuff and they could talk to their parents and say what hurt, etc. They put us in a room and I was able to rock him to sleep, thankfully!! They took his vitals two more times and then we were released. He was awake the whole time on the way home and drank his Pedilyte almost the whole way. When we got home he acted totally fine. He got down and started playing with his blocks that Phoebe & Dad had gotten out to play with while we were gone. He only took an hour nap that afternoon and seemed fine all the way up until Monday. He started being cranky and waking up at 3 in the morning and I guess it was the adnoids healing. Two days he woke up from his nap just screaming and crying and pointing in his mouth and at his throat. Poor dude!
Well I will be 33 weeks on Tuesday, the 8th so that means only 4 weeks until I'm full term and 5 weeks until I'm 38 weeks, which is when I had both Phoebe & Eliott. I really want to have this baby so my back pain will go away, I will feel back to normal and not have a huge belly but then again I'm kind of afraid of what I will do with 3-YEAHHHH!!
Well I've got to get to my bible study--
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