I ended up at the hospital 2 nights ago for bleeding and contractions 2 mins apart. Fortunately, all is well now but I am on full bed-rest with bathroom privileges and I am allowed to move from my bedroom to the livingroom sofa and back again (or as I call them, home and the vacation home!).
During that very scary event, I called DH to meet me at the hospital because despite everything, I felt that if I was going to deliver at 22w 4dys, obviously the baby would not survive and his father deserved the chance to be there to see him... no matter how unhappy the event.
Well, the experience basically reaffirmed that for the moment I am actually better off WITHOUT him until we get things straightened out and that it will take MEGA counselling to get him and our relationship on track. He did admit to being scared, and I tried to point out that throwing tantrums and being nasty because he is feeling miserable and wants everyone to feel the same is not helping the safety of this pregnancy... I think he got the point but it is a tough cycle to break without professional help.
The contractions stopped with IV fluids and the peri suspects it was the dehydration and stress... and likely just bleeding from a small vessel or flap at the edge of the placenta. Everything looks clear now, but it basically reaffirms the dangers of dehydration in pregnancy.
I am in better spirits, the little one was cooperative enough spend the entire 24 hrs awake and kicking me and doing gymnastics to reassure his mama that he was feeling fine. The nurses actually got quite a chuckle out of the activity and told me to find some good running shoes for when this one is born; everytime they would palpate my belly, he would kick them back.
So, with the laptop in bed, I'll be hanging out with you all for a while yet.
Thanks for all the support.