I can't believe my little 6 pound, 4 oz peanut is already 6 months old. If I've learned anything in the past six months, it would be that time flies! It's hard to capture every moment, but I definitely try hard to. It's hard to believe we were coming home from the hospital six months ago, not knowing what to do next. If someone told me before I got pregnant that things would be hard, or that I may never be able to have kids, I wouldn't have believed it. I'm sure everyone has pregnancy stories that are memorable, but here's mine...
I was having a fairly non-complicated pregnancy up until 7 months. We moved to NoVa and I started with a new OB. I started having pre-term contractions around this time and was taking medication to prevent labor. This was pretty scary because I didn't want my peanut to come too soon...I wanted him to be healthy and strong before coming into this world. Carter & I frequented the hospital over the next few weeks with symptoms of pre-term contractions, dehydration, blurred vision, headaches, intense pain below my ribcage on the right, elevated blood pressure and itchiness on my arms & abdomen. I was pumped full of fluids and told to be in bedrest for the duration of my pregnancy each time we left the hospital. It was scary to me to have a blood pressure of 180/120 when my normal is 110/70, but the doctor just told me to take it easy over the next few weeks.
Fast forward a few weeks, I was 39 weeks prego...I went in for another bi-weekly check up and my blood pressure was 190/120 and I told my OB that I was seeing spots in my vision and had headaches that weren't going away. She took one look at me and said-- "We are heading to the hospital...this time-- to deliver that baby." I am so thankful that my mom was there with me that day. Everything was a blur after this point and I needed her by my side to make it through everything.
Later that same day, my sweet baby boy Harrison Wesley Reeves was born via emergency c-section. I can't tell you what I was feeling, as I was numb (literally and figuratively)...but when I heard that first cry of my peanut, I was thankful beyond words that he was healthy & strong.
One week later, I was finally discharged from the hospital while taking two blood pressure medications to keep from stroking out. It was such a good feeling being able to leave those 4 walls of the hospital. The sun was shining as Carter drove us home and I couldn't help but feel like God was peering down from the sky saying, "Everything is going to be okay." :)
Within a month, my blood pressure had stabilized, and I wasn't having to take any more blood pressure medication. My little peanut is almost 16 pounds now and I am so blessed.
Ten fingers, ten toes, that's all I can hope for as a mom. :)
