a stay in a hospital is not the same as a hotel!

on wednesday Dylan and I went to the doctor for a 36 week ultrasound. We were so excited to see little Dallas on the screen and it never once crossed our minds that something could be wrong. His organs and bones and everything are doing good but then I thought it was odd that the technician would ask if I ever feel leaking or anything. I told her yes but I thought it was normal at this stage of pregnancy and so she then asked us to wait in the lobby for a minute. That was the LONGEST "minute" of our lives! We had no idea what was going on, no one would say anything to us until finally we are asked to go into an office because the doctor wanted to talk to us. Doctor Murphy got straight to the point saying that the cut-off level for low amniotic fluid is a 6 and my level is at a 4 and so she wants me to go to the hospital and be induced. We were totally caught off guard! We were like "right NOW?" and my doctor says "is this not a good time?" haha. So we run home and throw some things together since I hadn't even packed my hospital bag yet and off we go. We were in such a numb daze when we got to the hospital. The nurses wasted no time in strapping me down in the bed with the NST belts that measured the baby's heartrate and my contractions, putting an IV in me and then the doctor inducing me with cervadil. My ultrasound appointment started at 4:35 and by 7:00 all of this had happened. We were told that I would spend the night and have another ultrasound at 7 am and check my dialation to see where to go from there. That night was so long and hard. The contractions became regular and they hurt! I was drinking SOOO much water that I had to pee every 15 min and it was such a chore to get out of that bed unplug the monitor in 3 different places and wheel my IV with me to the bathroom while having contractions. Even if i didn't have to do that the idea of sleeping was out of the question just because when I am in the bed I can't move at all or the monitor belt wont be able to pick up the baby's heartbeat. The whole time we were there we were thinking that Dallas would be coming in the next day which was an exciting and scary thought. We really didn't know what to think. We knew that my due date was still 4 weeks away and with the diabetes his lungs are more likely to be underdeveloped so the longer he could stay in there the better it would be for him but if he has no amniotic fluid in there then maybe he would survive better out of the womb. I was very emotional all night and worried. Dylan and I just kept praying that the doctors would be blessed with the knowledge of what would be blessed. So finally 7 am comes around and I am wheeled down into an ultrasound room still tethered to my IV. I felt like I was a cancer patient or something. It was weird. after a very nervous 15 minutes in there I was brought back up to my room and the nurse came in a little while later saying that the fluid was up to a 5.5 but the doctors decided that was good enough to discharge me since I was not dialated at all (which really annoyed me because I was having painful contractions and I didn't dialate at ALL. I must be such a wuss. How am I going to handle "real" contractions that make me dialate?!) But we were grateful that we could go home and rest and that Dallas was alright. I have been home resting ever since. I go from the bed to the bathroom often as I am still drinking as much water as possible. Dylan has been taking SUCH good care of us. Making sure I have everything I need withing reach. I should have taken a picture of me sitting in bed with all of the food, waterbottles, books, laptop, remotes, and phone right there in bed with me! Haha. I love Dylan. More than anything he has been such a positive supporter. I appreciate the two blessings he has given. One by himself before we left to the hospital and another with bishop's two councilors in the hospital. The relief society in our ward has also been SO sweet and have been bringing us dinner the past couple of nights. If there is one thing we are grateful for it is the love and support of so many! You realize how loved you are when you go through a trial like this. Everyone has been so sincere and encouraging with they words and prayers. We are grateful for having such wonderful family members and friends and ward! We are going back to the hospital to take another Non-Stress test and check the fluid again. So we hope it is all good and Dallas can hang out inside of mommy for just 2 more weeks after that when I will be induced and for sure have the baby.