Thursday, October 9, 2008

My Little Scare

On Monday night Tim was supposed to get home at 5:30. I was getting dinner ready while also keeping an eye on the boys playing outside. At around 5:15 I felt something in my lower abdomen area that hurt. It passed and I didn't think anything of it. That is, until it happened again. After about the third or fourth one I started to freak out and wonder if these were contractions I was feeling. I knew I needed to go lay down, but dinner was still cooking on the stove and I couldn't leave the boys unattended outside. Luckily, Tim came home a few minutes early.

He pulled up and I greeted him with a hug, a kiss, and instructions. The table was mostly set, it still needed silverware. He was to cut up the pineapple, finish setting the table, make sure the boys didn't run into the street, clean them up for dinner, and then feed them. I was going to go lie down.

He looked at me mighty confused. I knew I would need to explain more, but I had been hoping to avoid that because of the fact I knew it would make me cry and I was tired of crying. But I did explain and then I went and laid down.

I was still pretty scared about the situation. I felt like if Emma was born now, she wouldn't be able to survive the birth process. I also had been told by doctors that because of the situation, if my body did go into premature labor they would do nothing to try and stop it. I kept frantically thinking, she's not ready yet, she can't come now. Then a peaceful feeling came over me and I felt comfort as I realized that whatever happens happens. I've been telling people that this is Heavenly Father's plan for us, yet I still wasn't fully ready to accept his plan -whatever it may be. I realized that if Emma were to come now, I would be okay. Yes, she probably wouldn't survive the birth process, but that would be okay. That would be what the Lord had in store for us.

I then fell asleep. Tim came in after dinner to see how I was doing. I woke up and the contractions had stopped. Being pretty hungry, I got up to eat. While eating the contractions started again. They were on and off for the rest of the evening.

I haven't had any contractions since then and I've been told since then that if it happens again I should drink a big glass of water and go and lay down.

As scary as that situation was, I'm grateful for it. I think Heavenly Father knew I still needed to be humbled about the situation and that it is in His hands. There may or may not be more situations like this to come. I'm grateful that this one came, but I'm also grateful that it's now gone.


Mac said...

That's scary.
If you ever need someone to watch the boys so you can lay down...seriously...I do practically nothing of importance on most days.


I am so grateful for husbands saving the day. I too am here! My girls would love to have the boys over :)

a.b.c said...

Hi Tiffany. I saw your blog link on Facebook and have just read through all the entries. You and Tim are amazing! I don't have any kids yet (since I've only been married 5 months), but I really appreciate you sharing this. I've always been worried about having a baby with a birth defect. And this sure helps me realize the help we can get from the Lord, and the wonderful opportunity we have to raise our kids if they do not live to adulthood.
We'll keep you in our prayers!

Janae said...

I served with your husband in Russia. I am touched by your blog. Do you know about NILMDTS? It is an organization that will come and take pictures of you and your baby before and after a birth. The photographers donate their time and talent. It is a neat thing. I had the opportunity to do such a service for my cousin whos baby had died in the womb. If you don't know about it make sure you study it and take advantage of it. The hospitals generally will have information on it.

Janae said...

And this gives you an example of the work they do. This post made me cry.

Matt and Lecia said...

Tiffany, I'm home all day on Tuesdays and Thursdays and even most of the time the other days. PLEASE let me know if you need someone to come over and help you. Even if you don't need help, we should hang out soon because I miss you and your boys... and your husband, too.

Tara Belnap said...

I am still in awe of the situation. I hope that you continue to have the strength and remember that families are forever. The Bishop family is one that will be together through the eternities.