the night before we were supposed to leave to drive to kentucky to visit my family for christmas, we got a call from C saying that she thought she was going into labor and was on her way to the hospital.  She’s only 27 weeks along, so there was panic involved all the way around.  We sat around for about an hour biting our fingernails and chomping at the bit and wondering if we were going to need to buy plane tickets.  Then, not wanting to be a pest, but wanting her to know that we were still there for her, I sent her a text message and she wrote back to say that the baby was fine and they weren’t sure why she was experiencing those symptoms, but they gave her some medicine and were keeping her overnight for observation.  She called a little later to reassure us again that everything was okay and i called her again from kentucky the next day and she was home already.  she’s supposed to just take it easy (maybe bedrest?  it wasn’t really clear to me.) for awhile and keep an eye out for more symptoms.

i think i’d feel better if i had a hospital bag all packed and ready to go.  eep!