Its hard to believe that last year at this time I was in the hospital with preterm labor. At that time I was facing spending a month sitting in the hospital to get to 36 weeks. Fiona had other plans and I was only there 10 days. The other night Mark and I were discussing how different everything was a year ago. For me I was physically uncomfortable with all the different drugs they were using to stop my labor, and I was bored sitting on my ass all day just waiting. For Mark it was incredibly stressful, his wife was in the hospital and there was a chance that Fiona could come early and there could be complications. And (I just learned this recently) that my doctor called Mark to discuss the possible complications...not just with Fiona but with me as well. My heart had a hard time on the first medication and it caused my blood pressure to dip and I passed out. My blood pressure remained too low so they had to switch me to magnesium. There are other drugs out available too stop preterm labor, but with my heart problems they weren't an option. My doctor prefers to prepare her patients for the worst, on one hand its scary, on the other I was very prepared and knew what the plan was when I started bleeding. So back to the phone call that Mark received, my doctor wanted Mark to be prepared so she wanted to discuss the possible complications. Fiona was at 32 weeks there was an excellent chance that she would be fine. I on the otherhand would be facing an emergency c-section and they had no way of knowing how my heart would react. She needed Mark to know that she would do everything she could to ensure that we were both fine but that if it came down to it she needed Mark to be prepared to make a choice; Fiona or Me. No wonder Mark was under so much stress, I had no idea about the phone call. Mark and I have briefly discussed child #3, but he said he wasn't ready. No wonder he isnt ready, he went through alot with the birth of Fiona.