34 weeks
This was last week...I'll be 35 weeks in 2 days...but who's counting?! A week ago Baby A was weighing about 4 pounds 6 ounces and Baby B about 4 pounds 12 ounces.
This week has been one of the most difficult weeks I have had. We received the shocking, tragic news that our beloved principal suddenly passed away Wednesday morning. We were told about 9 am that morning, and had to carry on as normally as possible so that the kiddos didn't know...truly one of the hardest days. The memorial service was yesterday and somehow it still doesn't feel real that she's gone.
On Friday, I noticed severe swelling in my feet and ankles after lunch...had the school nurse check my blood pressure which was elevated so I went to check everything out....of course my doc is closed on Friday afternoons so I went to WNJ. They hooked up the monitors....the babies looked perfect but I was contracting every 2-3 minutes. The cervix was still closed but was soft. My doc is out of town, so doc on call felt like I was dehydrated. They ran 2 bags of IV fluids and the contractions slowed to 11 minutes apart. At this point, I was released to go home but instructed to return if the contractions were 10 minutes apart or less for an hour....didn't sound like much wiggle room to me!
My contractions continued throughout Friday night, Saturday morning I timed and they were 6-8 minutes apart. I prayed that I could just make it to Sheryl's funeral at 2 and God allowed that to happen. We ran one errand after the funeral then home to relax...but the contractions were constant and painful. Finally, about 7 pm, after talking to the labor and delivery nurses, back I go to WNJ.
They checked my urine and said I'm severely dehydrated. I just don't understand how after receiving iv fluids the day before and drinking like crazy all day saturday. The cervix was still closed so all the contractions weren't changing things. The doctor on call decided I needed to stay overnight to run more iv fluids and monitor the babies.
This morning, my urine still shows ketones, but they certainly don't feel I'm dehydrated....they don't know why I still have ketones. They let me come home and I'll see Dr. Grafa tomorrow. I'm so dang happy to be home...I have so much trouble getting comfortable at home....that horrible hospital bed was torture!!! I think I slept a total of an hour last night, so I've been napping today. So I'm home, with my little family, in my recliner, with my two boys bringing me water, snacks...anything I need.
Taylor certainly deserves some kind of medal....he leaves for work at 6 am every morning and doesn't get home until 7 or 8 pm most nights. He is doing laundry, making meals, cleaning, grocery shopping, yard work....and putting up with me! I am so grateful for such a wonderful husband.
It's hard to believe that we will be meeting these baby boys very soon! All of your prayers and help mean so much to us....much love!!!
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