Here we are! Another week into pregnancy! The big 25! One week until our next big goal of 26w.
As I type this, Peter is in the chair in the corner, feeling like crap. He was fine earlier, but after lunch, he took a nap and then woke up not feeling great. Poor guy tried to throw up and failed. He's thinking the samosas he ate were bad. :( Poor guy. I want to take care of him and there is nothing I can do for him.
I saw Dr B yesterday afternoon and this morning. We are rerunning the fasting blood work on Monday morning, followed by my 1 hour glucose test. Fun times. He said that, if I fail, he isnt running the 3 hour, because he thinks my failure will be due mostly to bedrest and multiples. Unless my levels are in the true diabetic range, I will have the required "nutritional counseling" and be about my business. If something shows up funky, we will re-evaluate, but he said that a low level fail wont mean too much at this point.
On a not-so-happy note, I think Dr M got to him... (She wants me here until 32w.) He said that he doesnt think I need to be here that long, but that he thinks, instead of 26w and talking about discharge, he'd like to wait until 27-28w to do it. So, it looks like 2.5 more weeks in the hospital instead of 1.5 more weeks... If it is safer for the babies, so be it... But I have to tell you. What I do here is what I did at home, sans the twice daily monitoring and the weekly ultrasounds down the hall. But, I should be grateful. The initial talk was about being here until 36w. I am just a tad homesick and was so excited about possibly getting back to my own bed in the near future. But no complaints... I'd also rather know that my cervix is behaving and my babies wont just live they will thrive. The less chance of months in the NICU, the better. I realize I may not get away with zero days but that is a goal that I'm not willing to give up because I'd rather be in my Sleep Number bed than the hospital one. And Peter agrees. He also said that it would suck if I got my hopes up at 26w and then Dr B said "let's wait another week or two". Which he's right about.
Bad girl that I am today, I sat up for about 15 minutes. I came back from the bathroom and just wanted to sit down. So I did. My poor abs and back didnt know what to do with themselves. I will ask Dr B tomorrow how he would feel about me sitting for meals. My poor back and legs could use the break, even if it is only a few short bursts (and my post-meal heartburn would love it, too...) Never fear, I am back in bed! It was only a few short minutes to try and relax my back and bottom!
Peter ordered our cell phone upgrades and brought them last night. All of my stuff has been transferred from my Razr to my LG Dare (which I love!). Using the Dare's camera, he got this picture of my mother's ring, which is much nicer than the other one I posted. You can clearly see the claddagh and you can even make out the stones on the side.
Our cell phone package hasnt been changed yet, but I am sure he will get around to it. It's not exactly a priority right now...
All in all, it's a good day. I'm having a round of bedrest homesickness but that really cant be helped. (And let's not forget the "Why cant I just be a normal pregnant woman" bedrest depression, but hey... it's taken weeks for that to really hit so I should count myself lucky!) Bobby and Maya are keeping my spirits up with their playing and kicking. Who couldnt be thrilled to be in bed if their days consisted of playing with two, beautiful, belly babies? I'm counting my blessings. It's 25w and I am thankful beyond measure.
11 more weeks and these babies will be full term! That's less than a third of a pregnancy. I am still blown away that I am here. And just so very grateful. In that way, I know that Nicholas, Sophia, and Alexander, along with their miscarried siblings, have taught me so much about cherishing each and every moment and never taking anything for granted.
And, before I go, let me share with you my favorite moment from yesterday. Dear friends of ours have a little boy, D, who is in first grade and reading at a 3rd grade level (he and his sister are homeschooled and are so very well rounded and bright!). We spoke on the phone for about an hour last night and he read to me, then we talked, then he read to me some more. It was such an enjoyable time! I know I'm partial to kids reading because of the whole librarian thing, but I have got to tell you, little more has brought cheer to my day like hearing D read. I know the whole thing was so that he could get more out of reading by having someone to read to, but I gained more than I can say. Ever thought of letting a child read to you? I recommend it. There is nothing else like it.