Twin Update

So far these boys are obeying and staying put. This past week we went to the high risk specialist for the first time, Dr. BK. After doing a detailed ultrasound of the boys that took almost an hour, they determined our boys are perfect. Unfortunately, my cervix has shortened some more even on bed rest. (Was 2.2 now 1.8) I have continued to have contractions each day even with the medication so they have increased my daily dosage, optimistic that this will help.

I still monitor my contractions 2 times a day and sometimes more if necessary. I see my regular OB every 2 weeks and Dr. BK in between. We are entering week 28 and with each passing week we claim it a victory.

We did have a bit of a scare yesterday morning. My friends shower was from 10-12. I woke up early so I'd have plenty of time to to get ready but still take it easy. After I showered, I laid back on the bed and did my morning monitoring for an hour. When my time was up on that I started getting ready and D sent my data to the nurse. Shortly afterwards, she called, which they normally do, but instead of the usual "2-3 contraction" update she said I had 6! First of all I never felt one. Second, this was not a good thing. 5-7 contractions in an hour means we go to the hospital... and I currently had people on their way to my shower, my hair is half way curled, d is clearly concerned that I had so many contractions, him being concerned made me concerned...but all I can think about is that only half my hair is curled! What did this mean... 6 contractions?! The nurse advised that I drink a ton of water, empty my bladder and re-monitor... another hour. It is currently 9:30.

D made an executive decision that I just had to be late for my shower. Thankfully everyone understood and after the second monitoring... I had only 1 contraction... which meant we weren't gong to the hospital but to my shower with strict orders to walk in, sit down and not move... which I was grateful to oblige.

I walked in to my shower, saw all of these sweet precious friends and I lost it. I was a blubbering mess. I was so happy to be there, so happy to see those faces, so happy my babies were staying put and we weren't going to the hospital, so happy to see all the fun things my sisters had been whispering about and so excited to be out of the house.

So... babies are good. No hospital visits have been made recently. I, though and hour late, was able t make it to my shower. And thankfully my husband though not understanding why... moved my curling iron to the bed so I was able to finish curling my dead gum hair that bothered me so much.... before we left for my baby shower. Which ironically I ended up throwing my hair up on my head anyway so you couldn't even tell it had been curled. :) Yea those pregnancy hormones that cause lots of emotional outbursts that I thought had missed me... yea, they found me.