Back on the road again...

So we went back to the hospital again, hopefully for the last time until its really time for Kael to come. So here's the story this time... I completed my perscription that they gave me from the last time seriously three days ago and have been drinking a ton of water. I had been feeling fine, no contractions, no pain, nothing. Well I woke up yesterday and started to get ready for the temple. We had a close friend that was going through for the first time. It was about 11:00 when I started to feel a little crampy, but I didn't pay attention to it cause I figured it was just from freaking out trying to find a temple dress that fit me at the last minute. So I got a dress from my mom and we headed to the temple. Right when we pulled into the parking lot I got a pretty distinct contraction. I told Chase but we figured no big deal it's only one. Well... it turned into a few more when I was getting dressed. I told myself not to panic and that once I sit down and drink some water I'll be fine. So we proceed to the session. The whole time the contractions seem to be getting closer together. I was determined to stick it out until the session was done cause I know that if I was in labor again it wasn't like I was going to pop the baby out in a matter of minutes. So I told Chase as soon as it was over we needed to hurry home and time the contractions and see what we could do. We were told to try a few things like walking, take a warm bath, lay on your side, drink lots of water and time your contractions before you call you doctor to make sure it isn't just false labor. So I knew walking made it worse cause walking out to the car made them worse. We got home and did all these things. We figured out my contractions were about two to three minutes apart and they were getting stronger. So called the doctor and the doctor said, get your butt to triage. I laughed at Chase cause he grabbed his book and ipod on the way out the door. :) So we got there and same ol same ol. They hooked me to a monitor, quickly gave me some terbutaline (yay, I really hate that stuff), they did a few other tests this time, I wasn't dilated which was the really good news. As for the bad news, I still had an infection. ugh. They said the meds they gave me didn't work cause the bug was resistant to it so they gave me some "good stuff" that is suppose to for sure get rid of it. And... I was to take 600mg of ibprofen every six hours for the next three days until my next doctors appt. Oh goody, more pills. So onward home we go. We stopped by my cousins birthday party real quick to talk to my family and I was still crampy so we stayed probably a whole ten minutes then went home so I could lay down. I promise my story is almost over, this is my favorite part. :) So we got home, I took my pills and laid down. After a little bit I realized the craminess was starting up again like it did this morning. So I asked Chase to give me a blessing. He went and got my dad and they gave me blessing. I have to tell you if it wasn't for my wonderful husband and the Lord of course then we would've ended up back in the hospital again that night. I am truly thankful for the priesthood that my wonderful husband has and the blessings it has brought in my life. On many occasions the priesthood has blessed my life, through my dad and now my husband. It is a remarkable feeling to feel the spirit has both your dad and your husband pronounce a blessing upon you. I love my daddy and I love my husband and I love the Lord for blessing me with such wonderful men in my life and about to bless me with one more little man very very soon. Life is good. I'm feeling better today, a little sore and achy but I'm doing okay. Thanks for reading, hope it didn't bore you too much. :)