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Week 4 PPROM Hospital Stay

This week seemed to be a little slower, and I’m starting to get extremely bored (even though I have a ton of different things I can do, you get tired of it after a while). Laying in bed when you’re used to being up all day is pure torture. 

I had quite a few visitors this week. My nana, godmother, my volunteer friend Tomi (who is trying her hardest to teach my uncoordinated self how to knit), Katryna, Shannon, Ellen, Britt, and the associate pastor from my in-laws church! Nana brought me cheesecake, devotionals, and my favorite mints — that I like to eat like candy. Lisa brought me key lime pie and some hair product samples— oh and some delicious homemade veggie soup. Katryna brought me a huge goodie basket with all kinds of deliciousness (along with the outfit I plan on wearing in labor, and some really cool body scrub). She also brought me a humidifier, because Lord y’all, the air here is SO DRY. She also blessed me with my favorite meal from Panera šŸ™ŒšŸ¼ Shannon brought me some ChickFilA breakfast, and I was able to go down to her ultrasound that she had here, with her! Ellen brought me delicious Chinese food, and some homemade chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter frosting (omg to die for). Britt brought me a homemade onesie and T for Sadler, and an awesome shirt for me! She also brought me treats, socks, more hospital bedsheets (so now when I send my one set home with chad to wash, I have another to throw on instead of putting hospital sheets on in between washes), a book, devotional, and all kinds of other stuff. Oh, and she brought Phase 10 (the cardgame), and totally whooped my tail in it! 


If you missed it, we announced the baby’s name. 

Sadler Boone Gray



We decided to announce his name early, unlike the others, because this has been a pregnancy unlike the others. He has so many prayer warriors praying for him, and announcing his name and being able to make those prayers more personal just felt right given the circumstances ❤️šŸ™šŸ¼

Chad visits every Sunday, usually for about 5-6 hours. It’s his one time a week he gets to come and really spend time with me. My aunt watches all the kids, and he’s able to come up here and not have to leave within 30 minutes. When the kids come with him, we meet down in the education building. The flu ban is still in effect, so the kids can’t come up to the room. And I’m restricted to only 30 minutes out in my wheel chair. 


I feel really taken care of here. It’s made my stay here much easier. The staff is incredible, and they treat me like I’m more than just a patient. A girl from down in nutritional services brought me a whole bag of gifts, and today (Friday) one of my favorite techs went down to the ice cream bar and got me some ice cream. They typically don’t have an ice cream bar, but she asked if I wanted some and went down and got me a HUGE takeout box of ice cream and toppings! 


One of my gifts that was in my bad from the girl down in nutritional services was a dry erase board! I decided to use it as a board to write notes and inspirational quotes to my nurses on daily! 


Friday, Feb 2, I Woke at 4am to a pad full of fluids and blood. At this point this isn’t unusual for me unfortunately. So I was just put on the monitor for 30 mins to make sure S was tolerating well. I had a hard time going back to sleep, and of course when I did is when the doctors made their rounds šŸ™„ I got my US reports back, and S is measuring right on track with where he is gestationally. When I was admitted my fluid levels were only around a 1. On 1/27 (checked then due to a bad bleed and lots of fluids) they were 2.82, and my results from my US on 2/1 were 5.22!! Rise, KEEP RISING šŸ¤—šŸ¤— Friday was a day of visitors! My friend Kimberly brought me breakfast, my godmother visited and brought me some beef and veggie soup, I got to visit with my family, and my friend Leann joined! I also got some amazing bedsheets for my bed from my long time social media gal pal Jennifer! 


Today (Friday, Feb 9), I decided to order an Owlet for Sadler. I’ve heard nothing but great stories about it in my NICU/preemie/PPROM groups on Facebook. It’s just a small sock that you can attach to your babies foot, and it monitors their heart rate as well as their oxygen levels. This is something I typically wouldn’t buy, but given Sadler will be so small, it was sort of a must for me. 

The only other “event” per say that went on this week was my gestational diabetes test šŸ™„ I had to fast, and by the time I was able to eat it was 1pm. I tried to get out of the test, but being in the hospital it was either test with the nasty drink, or be tested every day, four times a day with a finger prick. I choose my battles wisely here y’all. So, I drank the drink. Only side effects was some slight nausea, a bad headache, and it made me tired. I had my blood drawn 3 times during the whole process, but I passed šŸŽ‰ 

Oh. And it’s my last week of the SECOND TRIMESTER!!!!! 

Happy 27 weeks of growth Sadler! 


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