I hate needles.

I've been known to nearly faint anytime I need to have blood drawn. In fact, one of the biggest reasons we began having our children at home instead of a hospital is because the thought of the possibility of getting an IV in my arm was too much for me. So, you can imagine my reaction when I had to go to the ER this week.

I thought something might be wrong when my post birth cramping was starting to get progressively worse instead of better late last week. But, being the stubborn person I am - I wrote it off as normal because it was my third kid (the cramping supposably gets worse with each kid). I noticed I had a slight fever on Saturday when Micah and Katie were playing doctor and they took my temperature. I still wrote it off as nothing and continued popping my 800mg of Motrin to dampen the cramping and fever. By Monday, there was no denying the possibility of something being wrong -- I had the shivers and my fever hit 103.2 by mid day. But, I still wasn't willing to give in. Monday night was my demise. I couldn't sleep, I was freezing to death, and by the wee hours of Tuesday morning I was beginning to hallucinate. My fever was now at 104.7. Chris called Sharon first thing Tuesday morning to let her know. Since we couldn't be certain what it was, she decided to send me to the ER to be checked out and shortly thereafter, they admitted me to the hospital.

Now, I've never been to an ER let alone a patient in a hospital. I'm hardly there 5 minutes and they're hooking me up to an IV, taking x-rays, examining my insides, drawing blood from both arms, bleh! Within 2 hours, I had been poked and prodded me in every which direction to figure out what was wrong. Let's just say - they left no stone unturned. In the end, I was diagnosed with a uterine infection. They gave me IV antibiotics and by the next day, I was feeling almost 100% better.

I've been home for a few days now and am feeling much better. I think we're starting to get into the swing of things with having 3 kids. I don't know how we would have gotten through the past 2 weeks without our families. They have been a tremendous help. It's been weird to think about what an uncomplicated pregnancy I had, an "easy" birth, and such an easy going baby and then to have such a crazy couple weeks postpartum for me personally. You just never know when things might come up. We are so blessed to have such a loving family who comes together to help each other out in times of need!