We have had some really dramatic days this last little bit. On Sunday night I got really sick. I was vomiting all that night. It was horrible. I also started to cramp up really bad and have horrible back pain. In the morning Brent decided that he would take the day off. It was so nice of him to do that for me. I love him so very very much. I was able to sleep a little bit and then got up to join the world for a few hours and then take another nap. At 2:00pm I went into see Dixie my midwife. On the way over to her office I started to bleed a little. When I got there they set up and ultrasound and Erica and I headed over to the Hospital. Erica was so good the whole time. She sat on a chair and watched the baby. I was so happy to see that heart beat and that the baby was so active. On Sunday night I was worrying about the baby with as much as a was throwing up. In one night I lost 2 pounds. After the ultrasound we went back to Dixie's to get the results. There was a 2cm tear wear the placenta had torn away from the wall. I have been put on bed rest for this week so that we can monitor things. I'm feeling really encouraged though. This same thing happened when I was pregnant with Erica only without the vomiting. So for one boring week I'm not suppose to pick Jackson up or doing any heaving lifting, and I have to sit down as much as possible. Pretty much I'm going to be a coach potato.