I'm celebrating Weeks!

YAY, Saturday was my official 26 weeks! The reason why I am celebrating weeks now is because I had a scare last Tuesday, I was having contractions and the contractions were close. I didn't know what was wrong so I made a doc appointment for Tuesday to get it checked. My doc office checked my cervix and instantly sent me to the local L&D, I still didn't understand what was going on. When I got there the nurses admitted me right away and placed a contraction monitor as well as a fetal heart monitor on my tummy. Within half and hour the nurse brought this needle in of something called Tourmaline which helps stop contractions, from what she said I was about to go into labor...scary!!!!! They also hooked me up to an IV so I can get dehydrated fast, super fast. The IV made me cold, I was shivering in the hospital. Thank god DH and I got a L&D room so he could stay the night there. Around 5pm that day my Doc. came in to check my cervix and also check if the fFN (Fetal Fibronectin) test would come back positive, apparently that tests for if you will be going into labor w/in weeks (SCARY). That day the test came back false positive, because the nurse early checked my cervix with gel. I was so nervous, I even asked the doc if I should be worry, he said you don't worry, let me worry! In the next couple of hours, I had to take another Tourmaline shot and had to rest all night. They even gave me shots for developing baby's lung early (that's what freaked me out) but I was trying to stay calm. Wednesday morning came and I was feeling better, the nurse said my contractions stopped. But she kept telling me you need to drink more fluids. Instead of 1 or 2 bottle of waters you need to drink 2 liters (whoa) and I will need to be on bed rest for 11 weeks...The doc came back Wednesday morning again to check my cervix, he said it is 0 dilated but it's still tender and told me to just rest and, take a medication called Procardia every 3 hours and drink lots and lots of fluid. From that day on, I have been drinking lots and lots of water, where I am going to restroom every hour. It's worth it!!! I pray every morning that baby P does not come for another 11 to 15 weeks. It's a real wake up call when this happens. I don't know why this happened but I really believe I overworked myself that past weekend and did not have enough water. Shame on me. I learned my lesson the hard way!