My girlfriend is in the hospital, unless something dramatic and horrible happens she’ll be in there at least two weeks, maybe longer.
Her water broke early this (Tuesday) morning, she’s only twenty-two weeks into the pregnancy. The doctors say there’s still enough fluids inside the womb that they have hope everybody involved will stay healthy until the twenty-four to twenty-six weeks point. But not much longer than that.
The baby is still moving, still gulping in the amniotic fluids, still kicking.
I can’t get up to see her until Thursday, but my step-father stopped in to see her tonight after work, and brought her magazines, puzzles and fruit.
Her oldest son will be staying with his grandparents (may God have mercy on his soul), and our son will be with me for the foreseeable future.
Just last week the doctors told us the baby was in perfect health, the cerclage was holding up great and there was nothing to worry about. Then Monday night my girlfriend noticed some leakage, so she tore up to Ottawa to have it checked out. They told her everything was fine and sent her home. A few hours later it was apparent nothing was fine, and here we are.
So. This isn’t hopeless, it happens in a surprising number of pregnancies, they just have to make sure there are no contractions. They have her on medications that will, hopefully, speed up the development of the baby’s lungs.
This continues to be the most stupid year in history.