Appendectomy, pre-term labor, kidney stones, OH MY!!!

Remember in last weeks blog I told you that the barfing was only the beginning of my easy breezy pregnancy? Let me give you a run down on months 7, 8, and 9.

-Appendectomy

-Pre-term labor

-Kidney stones

You must be wondering which of the three was the worst.  Well, I'll let you decide...

Appendectomy-

After 6 hours of "what the bleep is wrong with you?", 3 ultra sounds, 2 blood draws, and a bleeping metal clamp being dug into my lady parts, a surgeon marches in to save the day. He quickly feels my stomach, tells me I have appendicitis, and to sign some papers because we're going into surgery... now! Yeah, just like that! Worst part? My beastly legs that hadn't been shaven in well over a week were now being touched by a surgical team of five.

Pre-term labor-

Of course I go into pre-term labor on a day that my husband is shooting a commercial... Sorry, babe, priorities! Thank goodness for my awesome Mom, who held wet wash cloths on my head while the nurse pumped me full of magnesium (in order to stop me from going into labor)- which made me feel like bleeping fire was running through my bleeping veins- and a barf bag to my mouth while I puked my life away!  And I also thank her for not telling me to shut the bleep up when I begged every nurse that crossed my path to take my bleeping catheter out. Oh, what a mom I have. This was a real memorable 48 hours. But, hey, at least my little monster didn't pop out at her whopping 3lbs!

Kidney stones-

Bleep 'em!!!! If you haven't had them, lucky you! If you haven't heard about how badly they suck, look it up.  Six whole days of bleeping excruciating pain, peeing in strainers, and having my bleeping blood drawn from the same bleeping vein a minimum of three times a day.  Besides looking like a total junky, the shots given to me in every limb to stop contractions made me look battered and abused. {Unborn} Birdie and I experienced our first MRI this visit and Emanuel and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary this visit. Romantical!

So, what's the verdict? Which sounds the worst? Oh, and I dare you to ask me if I want another kid! 

All jokes aside... I am forever thankful for my amazing friends and family for their love, support, flowers, visits, food and pet sitting. For my wonderful ob/gyn and a fantastic team of nurses for keeping my Bird safe. And especially thankful for my incredible husband, who stayed by my side every minute of this (besides the shoot day that still pays for my dinner)! He spent his 30th birthday in a hospital room, loved me at my very worst, showered me and himself at the hospital for weeks, slept on a bleeping crappy excuse for a bed, shared terrible cafeteria meals with me... And he even shaved my beastly bleeping legs!!! 

                                                     

                                 One year Anniversary celebration