Andrew and I were so excited about this week - we had big plans to fly to Dallas for a week with the Miller Family. We had a wonderful weekend and I had a busy day at work on Saturday and then we did some shopping on Sunday. By Sunday evening I started having occasional mild contractions, but I thought it was no big deal. After having 8 contractions in a half hour, I decided it would be best to call the doctor. She agreed it was proabably nothing, since the contractions were not painful and lasted less than 20 seconds, but thought we should go to the hospital just to be sure. After apologizing for wasting the triage nurses time, they told me that I was actually in pre-term labor and would be admitted to the hospital. I was not prepared for this and either was daddy, especially after I told him this would take just a few minutes and we were just being extra cautious. Daddy had everything under control and Andrew was such a big boy being away from mom for the first time every. After 3 days I was released from the hospital, but Baby Isaiah was only 28 weeks so I was put on bedrest. Instead of our big trip to Texas, Mimi Debbie came to Indiana to help out. We enjoyed her visit, but were very disappointed we missed our big vacation. Now we are 33 weeks and still on bedrest - hoping to keep Isaiah put for at least another 3 weeks or so. We have had amazing support from our family and friends and couldn't have done it without them. Thank you Lord for all your provisions and caring for us in times of need.
Andrew and Eliza having fun playing in the backyard
Happy Birthday Grandma Deb! Maybe a little older than 21, but who is counting! She took great care of us for the 10 day visit. Thanks Mom!
