PICC Lines, ultrasounds and waiting.

I am just sitting here in the bed watching Jeremy sleep and listening to the sounds of a Monday morning hospital being run. 

Oh and waiting. 

I can not stand waiting.

I think it's worse because seeing my baby on a screen and going home are so close I can taste them.

I did get a bit of good news though.

Instead of getting the line put into my chest or neck they are putting it in my arm

The catheter still goes the same place and serves the same purpose but some how seems less terrifying.

I just had to have the IV that has been in my hand since I got here removed.

It started to hurt a lot an it bean infiltrating, which would NOT have been good.

Now I just have to seriously up my fluid intake so I don't dehydrate.

I am also just waiting on the OB team to take me for my ultrasound.

I feel like this is never going to happen.

So if//when it does I am probably going to cry.

I am really hoping they say 'it's a boy' today but in all honesty I will be elated with an everything looks good.

I know everyone is anxious to know the sex (as are we) but if all I get is confirmation that baby is okay and developing well, it will be more than enough for me.

I just don't know how much more of the waiting I can take. 

I may need a phych consult before the end of this stay.