I finally had my doctor's appointment today...You know when you have tons of questions that are eating away at you and you only have the Internet to answer them? Well, it can drive you mad, and that's what was happening to me.
I have been hearing mostly horror stories about complete placenta previa... I am assuming because people like drama? But right now I DON"T NEED HORROR STORIES! I already have a re-occurring nightmare about me running by the ocean (sometimes I am running through the mountains next to cliffs, but the scenery is beautiful where ever I am running), and the run feels GREAT. I don't know why, but I always run 5 miles. Anyway, after the run I start bleeding profusely...long story short I end up in the ER, lose the baby, and Nate gets so upset with me for losing the baby that he files for divorce. Psychoanalyze that!

The doctor didn't have great news, but at least she answered a lot of questions. She said I have about a 50-50 chance of nothing happening (also meaning I may not have to have a c-section:)), and reiterated pelvic rest, and no exercises, stretching, or lifting. And, I now unfortunately need to set my alarm clock for every few hours during the night to urinate because a full bladder can cause contractions which can lead to bleeding (bad). I have been having contractions, but didn't know that's what they were. They were actually so bad the other night I almost woke my husband up to take me to the ER. But, I urinated and they went away after about 15 minutes. We also discussed what to do in case of emergencies.

I know it wasn't the news I wanted, but at least we have a plan in case of an emergency. And, at least my husband heard the doctor give these instructions (last time she told me on the phone, so he didn't hear) so he is taking it more seriously...before it was okay to carry groceries into the house as long I didn't carry too many bags at once, now he won't even let me lift one bag. He is being quite cute about it.

The baby was kicking in the doctor's office today (Nate's allergist, not my OBGYN)and the nurse walked in on Nate with his hand half way down my pants and under my shirt. Embarrassing, but funny.