This weekend has been action packed to say the least. Saturday, Phillip had asked my mom to come into town for a surprise/helpful visit. To which she graciously abided. She arrived, much to my surprise, and said she came to babysit so we should go out for a fun filled night. Then Phillip, the great actor that he is, proceeded to ask me what I wanted to do (we were celebrating my birthday). To which I said “you had my mom drive all this way and you don’t even know what we are going to do?” To which he responded “Well I figured we could go to a nice meal and stay out late.” I was annoyed. He said he would find someplace good and pretended to do some onine research before saying he had found the perfect place. We set off about 5pm and drove for about 45 minutes. Finally I caught glimpse of a massive structure in the distance, it was a CASTLE!!! Yes my hubby took me to midevil times, a jousting dinner theatre, for my birthday celebration. As we were walking in my good friend Casey met us at the door with a gift. She was joining us! Shortly there after our good friends Chris and Jess came as well. Phillip had organized this surprise get together a month ago and clearly he knew where we would be eating that night. Our half-chickens and dragon’s blood soup awaited us! (Oh, and no silverware in medieval times, we ate it all with our fingers! Ewwww.) We were donned with green crowns and cheered for our knight (who was the bad guy) all night long. Unfortunately he was slain at the end of the show. It was such a fun experience to share with friends since it is pretty cheesy.
Then the night got really interesting. Shortly after coming home and getting into bed I realized there was an “issue.” I will spare you the gory details, but I had began to bleed quite severely. I tried to have my OB paged, no response. I texted my (wonderful, amazing, helpful beyond words) cousin Megan, a labor and delivery nurse in Seattle, she said to get to the hospital immediately. Than goodness my mother was here so Phillip and I could head to the hospital right away and not have to wake our sleeping baby. I was admitted very quickly which was a good thing. The ER was filled with people coughing and wearing masks, quite a scary sight. We got into a room in labor and delivery within ten minutes of our arrival. The doctor was amazing she was actually a DO, they have the same training as an MD, but believe in more holistic and natural methods. She was a resident and I loved her. We talked for probably an hour about VBAC’s, natural birth, circumcisions and the whole spectrum of baby-related things I hadn’t been able to speak to my doctor about. She said I was a great candidate for a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean) and gave me some doctors and hospitals which she highly recommended. Our current hospital does not allow the practice. Oh and she did give me an ultrasound and said our baby “looked beautiful” there were no problems there and after an exam, cleared me to go home, chalking it all up to “sensitive tissue.” This trip to the ER was actually a huge blessing in disguise. To talk to a health care provider who really believed in VBAC’s and natural birth and encouraged me to seek the route I wanted for me and my baby, not what was convenient for my doctor was wonderful. Needless to say, I will be switching health care providers at 22 weeks, please pray for us and out new doctor! I hope this process will work swiftly and easily.
Although we didn’t get to bed until 3 o’clock this morning we simply could not pass up this beautiful, sunny, 60 degree Chicago day. We loaded up the car, after mom helped with Hazel, allowing us a few extra winks this morning, and headed to the County Line Apple Orchard in Indiana. We just heard about this place and will definitely be heading back next year. We enjoyed a trolly ride, apple picking, apple doughnuts, the farm and carmeled apples, just to name a few of the activities available. We were there over three hours and had a blast. Hazel loved every minute of it and didn’t mind taking a much later nap than usual.