Fishies, and a prayer request.

This morning I took Harrison on his first trip to the aquarium. I've been subbing at our church's PeeWeeVille School lately, which means that H gets to go too. So far he's done really well (with the exception of a few tears when I say goodbye or when he sees me throughout the day in another classroom) and I think the social interaction with other babies has been good for him, especially considering he will have a baby sister in a few months. Today was PWV's field trip to Moody Gardens in Galveston and it was a lot of fun!

It was so funny -- the very first exhibit was the seals. A giant one kept swimming in circles and would swoop by really close to the glass. Harrison's eyes got SO big and he smiled and pointed and said "buh-bee?" That's what he calls the puppies. Apparently the huge brown blob of a seal reminded him of Sydney. I do have to say that they do kind of resemble each other, ha!

Why is Sydney swimming in the water?!

Digging the seals

Whoa! Look at all those fishies!



Exploring



Why is this annoying bar in my way?

Making the appropriate "fishy face"

My little man all bundled up

Harrison & Mommy

And now I have to ask you all for your prayers. On the way to the aquarium I got a phone call from my OB's office. The results came back from the anatomy ultrasound. Everything looks great with the baby (praise God) but I have a pregnancy complication called placenta previa. Basically, my placenta is down too low and covering my cervix. There are varying degrees between partial, marginal, and complete, and unfortunately mine is complete (completely covering the cervix). If it stays where it is, there are a lot of risks associated to my health and the baby's, it could easily lead to bed rest, and a vaginal delivery will be out of the question. You can read all about it on the link if you want to, but I just did and if I'm being honest, it really scared me. The nurse didn't make it sound nearly as concerning and told me that since it's still early there's time for it to shift up to where it needs to be. She put me on strict "pelvic rest" (I'm sure you can figure out what that means) and told me to limit my activity and heavy lifting. She also told me that if I have any bleeding than to call immediately (I haven't had any bleeding at all so let's pray it stays that way). I already had a doctor appt. scheduled for Monday so he'll give me more info when I see him.

I'm trying to stay calm about this and not freak out, which if you know me you know goes completely against my nature when it comes to stuff like this (funny how I just wrote a post about how I'm a relaxed and confident mom...oh the irony). My obvious concerns are about the baby's health and mine and of course I will do whatever it takes to keep growing and baking her until she's healthy and ready to meet the world. But the thought of going on bed rest scares me to death. How would that even work with a very active toddler? And how am I not supposed to pick my son up and carry him? He's walking well, but if he's not walking where he wants to walk (read: mommy grabs his hand and directs him away from danger) he turns into a limp noodle and refuses to even stand up. So please send up some prayers for us that my placenta would migrate up to where it needs to go, that I don't have any bleeding that could lead to dangerous complications, that I'm able to take it easy as much as possible to avoid bed rest, and that my nerves (and mind) would calm down and find peace in God's plans. I so appreciate it. I'll update as soon as I talk to my doctor on Monday.

Have a great weekend!