Pioneer Day and beyond.

Well here is where it gets rough. Poineer day started off with me in the hospital. Wade got home Wednesday night from his very last buisness trip. Thursday morning I started having contractions. Regular contractions. Not good. 31 weeks and 4 days. They put me in the hospital to find out was what's going on. 2 cent dilated and 60% effaced. Once again not good. The good news is they have me steroid shots for his lungs and brain and I had a negative fedal fibernectin. Don't know how to spell it. It means that I wouldn't go into labor for two weeks. Giving him more time. This means bed rest. 

After getting out of the hospital we went to bishops house to watch fireworks. Tears and fears led me to a blessing that night. It's been hard to stay down with little kids. A lot of electric carts. 

We went to the specailist at 33 1/2 weeks and she told us there wasn't really anything we could do at this point. She thought I was an amazing person and was perplexed at how my body works. I have faith in our heavenly fathers plan and I have faith he will be healthy and strong. It was amazing to get another look at him! He is getting big and filling out. 

We can do this! I have to see doctors three times a week! It will all work out.