I woke up around 3 to pee, as usual. I was greeted with bright red spotting. Trying not to panic, I turned on the bathroom light, which woke up Aaron. I almost didn't want to tell him, but I did, and he was like - don't worry babe, it's probably nothing. I was faltering between panic and 'yah, it's probably nothing' for the rest of the morning.
After work today, Hulk and I are heading to Saco, ME - for our little mini-vacation... no Dad allowed (well, he totally would have been allowed, but he is opting to stay home and finish up the pantry - which I am excited about). It's a little camp on the ocean, you have to bring your own linens and everything PLUS packing for Hulk. So I'm running around, toasting my English muffin, feeding Hulk, throwing stuff in bags. I go downstairs to load the car... and I pull out my Kindle - I've somehow ruined the screen. Pissed beyond belief (this is NOT a cheap mistake I have made) I forget about the toast - it's burned to a black cinder. And Hulk starts freaking out. I get him calmed down and in the car... drive away, only to realize I forgot my pillows. Drive back, get pillows... finally start day.
I decided to call the doc so they could reassure me that the spotting was fine (it was now just brown) - and they wanted me to come in right away for an u/s. I call Aaron, and we drive over. I was nervous and a little shaky. Of course we get the tech who is in training. Sigh. The good news is that she has twins through IVF, so was really understanding, but it took a LONG time. We did get to see the two little hearts beating away at 152 and 149....but damn. No more spotting, OK babies!? But also no reason was found for the spotting, so I'm on pelvic rest for 2 weeks and no heavy lifting.
I'm glad that the doc whisked me right in for an u/s - because now I don't need to freak out all weekend about what is going on in there... wish me luck on my first 'sleep away' with Hulk!