After 3 wonderful weeks at home I readmitted to the hospital. I wasn't the most compliant patient this time. I had gone in for my weekly doctors appointment and was told that I needed to admit to the hospital. I think I shocked the doctor when I declined. She kind of looked at me with a blank look on her face not knowing what to say next. She finally said that she couldn't force me to stay and sent me off for testing. So, off I went for my twice weekly non-stress test. That's when the "mom guilt" settled in... ugh. I recanted my earlier statements and willfully admitted to the hospital.
The light at the end of the tunnel...
My doctor knowing that I was struggling with the uncertainty of this entire pregnancy finally set a birth date for baby! So pending any further complications, baby boy Miller is scheduled to arrive on March 31st! Just having a plan had me jumping up and down (in my head of course). Oh happy day!!!
2 weeks from today.
