We were spending the weekend at the Mandarin Oriental and we were going to have breakfast downstairs. So after extricating myself from Faith's death grip on my neck, I went to the bathroom. (Warning: TMI!!!) Imagine my horror when I looked at the toilet bowl to flush after peeing and seeing blood. Lots of it. I actually had Jun take a picture so we could show it to the doctor. And no, am not going to post it here to spare you the gory details.
I made a frantic call to my OB and was instructed to head straight to the Delivery Room. I called up my parents to pick up the kids at the hotel and bring them home then we hurriedly packed and checked out.
I was immediately hooked up to a fetal monitor and sure enough, I was having contractions although there was no more bleeding. They gave me a shot of medication to make the contractions stop and kept me there for a while. So, long story short, I am now under instructions to stay in bed for a week with a follow up check up with my doctor on Saturday.
It's been two days and I never thought I'd say this but it is soooo boring. The grass really is much greener. If I was at the office, I'd be wishing I was at home. But, there is only so much tv and reading you can do before you get a headache. Plus I have a bad cough and cold too. The kids, meanwhile, are very happy I am home. My mother hardly get to see them which is probably a welcome relief from being with them the whole day while I am at work.
Anyway, Lucia seems to be allright. I am hoping there will be no repeat of the Sunday morning episode for the rest of the week. I would like to get back to work to finish commitments so I won't have anything hanging over my head while I am on maternity leave.
Meanwhile, I'm just hanging around our room, watching endless Handy Manny and Ben Ten cartoons with the kids. Oh, and eating belgian chocolate covered raisins. Yum!