What's going on?

 Daddy had a birthday!!

I feel like it's been forever since I updated my blog. It really hasn't. I have gone longer. But I think with all that has been going on it just feels like it's been forever. It's been a long few weeks. I feel as though I have been in survivor mode and just trying to get through it all. 

We will start with the good news first. I like good news. Matt FINALLY got promoted at work. He has a full time job!! Yes this means we will be moving back to our old house. I am quite excited. But that does bring a little bit of "we need to get ready" stress with it. Oh well though... It is sooo worth it. 

A few days after Mattix's birthday I started getting really bad heartburn or noticing it more. I've had a lot of heart burn this pregnancy. I didn't think anything of it. This is #4 and heart burn is a familiar feature to being prego. It progressively got worse over the course of the week and felt like no matter what I ate I was dying. Eventually it was taking over I couldn't sit stand or lay down. Night time was the worse. I was even having a hard time breathing. I called my doctor after I had finally had it. After talking things over with him. He felt like there was more going on and sent me to the hospital. I am not a fan of Labor and Delivery and felt dumb being there for "heartburn." They ran blood tests and did an ultrasound. They found out that my gallbladder was very inflamed, I had gallstones (one blocking a duct) and signs of infection in my bloodstream. This they said was not good at all. They said if I left it and tried to tough it out they would give me 2 weeks before the infection got to the baby and caused early labor. At that point they started explaining the effects of delivering a baby at 27 weeks. SCARY STUFF!! So what did they decide to do?? Surgery right than. No waiting... Let's get it done now. I was scared to death. Than another doctor came in and started going over the risks of doing the surgery at 25 weeks and the results of delivering a baby that early. I felt like we were at a lose lose situation. But after praying sooo hard for what to do. Matt and I felt like Maxton was strong enough to handle the surgery. I was wheeled in less than an hour later. The only that came out of me that day was my gallbladder. :) I stayed at the hospital over night so they could monitor the baby. They came in to go over the surgery with me the next morning and they were telling me how Maxton was awake the whole time I was out. They kept hearing over the sound of his heartbeat him kicking and squirming. And his heart rate stayed at where it was supposed to. I felt so blessed and felt like we were both watched over. I got to come home the next day. I am so thankful we are still here with Matt's parent's. It has been a blessing to be surrounded by family and help. I know I could not of gone through this alone. A few days after I came home I had a minor set back. After taking the bandages off in the shower (not alone Matt inflicted that pain on me) I somehow managed to pass out and fall in the tub. When I fell, I landed on my foot and clipped my back on the faucet. We thought for sure I broke my foot. I was so disappointed. I was finally feeling a lot better from surgery. I spent the day at the hospital again. They ran tests on my heart and other tests on the baby. He was just fine again. No signs of contractions or anything. I am so in awe over my bodies way it has of protecting this little guy. They could not find any reason that I should of passed out. And sent me home with a sprained foot and a bruised/bumped up body and very hurt ego. 

But through all this I have been sitting here beating myself up over it all. Why the heck did I have to go through this? We don't need this right now. But the only thing I can think of is, I guess I just needed a reminder that I can't do everything on my own. I do have help. It's ok to ask. Nadia and Brenda came up and stayed for the week and took care of me and the boys. She helped out a ton. 

Despite all this drama we did celebrate Matt's birthday. I was determined to make him a cake and make him feel special. I have the greatest husband I could of ever asked for. He takes care of me and our boys and is always willing to do whatever it takes to make sure I am ok. He's a hard worker, a tough guy, has the kindest heart and is always willing to help out when he can. 

I am so happy we got through the last few weeks. We survived!! I am feeling sooo much better. I am excited for the months to come. We have a lot in store. School, getting ready to move, moving, birthdays, getting ready for the baby!! We can do this!!