I’ll update you all with the details of everything later but our boys are here!
I almost felt like we’d never get here. But I’m just a few short days away from 36 weeks! I’m so happy I was able to get this far (and hopefully a few more weeks).
|34 Weeks – Go Cowboys!!|
I don’t know how I’m going to keep getting bigger. The Nuggets are supposed to gain approximately an ounce a day! I’m done stretching. These lil guys are always in my ribcage. I think I’ve “dropped” because the pressure/pain in my pelvic area is intense. It actually made me laugh when I was getting out of the truck for a doctor’s appointment yesterday because it’s astounding how much it can ache.
We’ve scheduled a C-section for Oct 22nd at noon. I’m hoping my body will start going into labor naturally by then since I stop the Procardia this week. Even with the meds, I’ve had tons of Braxton Hicks, so who knows how I’ll progress from here.
Even being this far along. Even with all the punches, kicks and rolls coming from my very swollen belly, sometimes I still cannot believe it. I’m pregnant. The babies are almost here!
I was supposed to be pregnant years ago. I was supposed to have an easy, fitness focused pregnancy. Not wait 5+ years. No IVF. No bed rest. Regardless, God is good. He knows better than me. I’m more patient. I’m more mature. My career is in a better place. My faith was definitely rocked over the five years we were trying to conceive and I feel badly about it but I’ve reminded myself that it was never up to me and my grand plan.
35 weeks today. Remember when I went into the hospital the first time? I was only like 26-27 weeks along….scary! I don’t have a doctor’s appointment until tomorrow, so I’m not getting dressed today. I’ll have a picture posted tomorrow. Maybe.
I never thought this pregnancy would take over my blog. But since the only journey I’ve been on for the past 2 months has been pregnancy, you get your fill of me talking about it.
I cannot wait to go out eat again. To go shopping (not online). To attend events. Like this one, yes Christmas stuff is already peeking it head out. It’s happening this weekend, so obviously I cannot go, buuuut soon I’ll be free. Who am I kidding? I will be pretty much house grounded for a while, even after The Nuggets arrive but shhhh, let me pretend. I digress. The Junior League of Ft. Worth is putting on their annual Christmas in Cowtown, which is pretty much just a crafty Christmas event with lots of crafty merchants selling their, you guessed it, crafts.
I already missed the Home and Garden show. The bonus about living between Dallas and Ft. Worth is a lot of these events are hosted in one city and then a few weeks later, hosted in the other. If you miss one, you get a second chance. Unless you’re in the hospital (first event) or on bed rest (second event).
The other challenge I’m facing is my house. It’s so disorganized. I am so so so grateful to The Hubs for all he’s done over the past 7 weeks. If you came over for a visit you probably wouldn’t think much of the state of my home. But I do. I’m a spaz. I don’t do well with clutter or items being out of place. I cannot stand the mail stacking up on the counter or the coffee pot pulled away from the wall. Little things.
Additionally, we only moved into this house a little over a month before I was put on bed rest. That means the decor is lacking, their are projects that need to be done and I want to decorate for Halloween/Fall season. All things The Hubs really doesn’t feel are necessary. And I won’t push it either. He does plenty.
34 weeks yesterday!
The Nuggets were measured.
Nugget A has a big ol’ head. His head is measuring ahead a few weeks and his belly and legs are lagging. The doctor didn’t seem super worried. He just said, we need to see you twice a week now and keep monitoring them. Question after question from The Hubs and the doctor elaborated that the most important part of the baby is the brain, so sometimes when the growing environment isn’t ideal (i.e. enough space) the nutrients will be sent to the brain. He’s weighing in around 4.9 lbs, the cord flow, movement and heart beat are all good. Just a big nogg’n.
Nugget B was in the same boat; his head is about on track for 34 weeks but his belly and legs are a bit behind. He weighs in around 4.1 lbs, his cord flow, movement and heart beat are also strong. He is still frank breech.
Dr. Payne reassured us that everything is still okay for now and quote “our babies won’t be bobble heads for our dashboards”. He said he hopes to get closer to 36 weeks but if the environment becomes more of a problem, we’d should get them out sooner than later. He told me to go home and…..rest. Seriously? Could I “rest” anymore? My weight gain is on track (31 lbs!) and my diet is healthy (minus the excess sugar). Sooooo rest was the only advice. Talk about a bummer. I thought I was going to get my restrictions lifted towards the end but that is not happening.
I go back and forth about all this extra information because if they weren’t twins, they wouldn’t be measuring them as much. Or if were were taking a more natural approach, I wouldn’t even get ultrasounds, let alone this amount of monitoring. But multiples = high risk = extra info and care, right?
I see my ObGyn today actually to see what she says about the whole thing.
I think we are going to have some Olympic athletes here.
The Nuggets are moving All. The. Time.
It’s starting to hurt. Before, everything was fun and new and exciting. Every time they pushed on my belly I was in awe. Now I’m like, “stop it, that hurt!” There is less and less space in there, yet the Nuggets like to have dance parties or kung fu fighting matches.
The symptoms that other people complained about months ago are just now starting to annoy me. The heartburn is out of control. I cannot even drink water without it causing reflux. Water people!
My knuckles in both hands, knees, lower back and my entire pelvic bone area all hurt. Ache. Consistently. I shouldn’t complain because it would be that much harder having to get up and go to work every day. I’m actually becoming
grateful appreciative for the bed rest at this point. Sleep is becoming more ellusive then ever and just finding a comfortable position is tough.
Doctor’s appointment yesterday went well. The cervix is still stable, which is amazing to me. I’ve been having a lot of contractions lately. Especially in the evenings. The “rule” is, anything more than 4-5 contractions in an hour and we head to the hospital. They always slow down juuuust in time to not hit the “rule” marker. Let me tell you how much I don’t like braxton hicks. I can only imagine what real labor contractions will feel like.
Unfortunately, Nugget B is still breech. I doubt he is going to turn around. Therefore I am coming to grips with the fact that we will be looking at a C-section. The goal is still to get past the 36 week marker, so their birthday will be somewhere in mid-late October. I think next week will be my last week of full bed rest. Then they will encourage me to get up and move around a little bit more. Still no work, no driving, no shopping. So nothing fun.
I leave you with my unedited 33 week picture – that bump is really stretching out there!
I went into my doctor’s appointment yesterday thinking very positively.
We forgot the suitcase that we pack before each appointment. Not sure if I did this subconsciously or not but we ended up not needing it anyhow.
The cervix is holding strong! Same measurement now for 3 weeks. While observing it, doc pushed on the top of my tummy/uterus and it didn’t budge.
He said “your cervix is being a champ”. Bed rest combined with the Procardia (to control contractions) continues to work. Hopefully around 35 weeks I’ll be set free. Or semi-free.
The boys are weighing at 3.8 lbs and 3.0 lbs. The doctor said we aren’t worried about the weigh difference because they are still in the percentage range that is okay. Heart beats are strong too. They are moving like C.R.A.Z.Y.
I feel so much better at this point. We are at the 31 week marker! Knowing the boys are already better off than a month ago when my body gave us a bit of a scare. And with the way everything is stabilized, hopefully the Nuggets will stay in until closer to the safer delivery time frame.
I had a doctors appointment yesterday.
Good sleep is quite hard to come by, because it’s I am easily uncomfortable. Nugget B looooves to put his bum in my ribcage. Nugget A loves to give a swift kick in the middle of the night.
I’m craving Reeses Pieces.
Well it’s been a week. And what a week it’s been.
My last post was all smiles and giggles and happy to be proceeding along in pregnancy without too much fear of bed rest. Then Thursday happened. 26 weeks along.
Thursday, early am (like 2:00 am) I started to get really uncomfortable. I was having pains in my left side right by my hip bone and it pulsated down that side of my belly. I thought for sure it was my round ligament/growing pains. I did a lot of tossing and turning and was hurting a bit when I got ready for work. I had a few meetings I wanted to keep that morning so I figured I’d get those done and head back to the house to work from home if the pain kept up.
My admin walked in and immediately noticed I wasn’t feeling well. I went to my first morning meeting and was hurting so much, I apologized and asked to excuse myself. I made a mistake trying to come into work that day. Before I headed to my meeting though I had called the doctor’s office and left a message asking if this was normal. By the time the nurse got back to me I was pulling into the drive way with a one way mission to hit the bath tub (hoping for relief).
After explaining my pain and the level it was getting to (I’d say about a 5 out of 10) she asked for me to just come in and see someone. I never even got out of the car. I headed that direction and debated calling The Hubs, thinking I might be overreacting. I called and left a message and when I was halfway to the doctor’s, realized I doubt I would be able to drive home. When The Hubs called back and asked if he should meet me there I said yes.
While I was at the doctor’s office things started to really really hurt. I couldn’t seem to cope with the pain. They laid me down to do a sonogram on my abdomen and I couldn’t do it, I got ill. Then when I was in the next room waiting to hear what to do next, I was getting sick again, the pain was getting worse. The Hubs was in the hallway at this point asking for someone, anyone to come help. Not that the staff at Women’s Integrated Health wasn’t working on it, but things seemed to be getting out of control. My doctor was then pulled in and she advised I be admitted to the hospital and she’d meet us over there.
Once in the hospital I thought I was going to split in half. Pain levels were easily a 9 out of 10. Worst pain I ever been in…even more so from when I broke my neck. I was hooked up to pain meds and scans of my cervical length, abdomen, kidneys were all done. Contractions were happening because my body was freaking out. They were 2-3 minutes apart. I received a steroid shot to accelerate the development of the Nugget’s lungs just in case. Shots to stop the contractions were given. Freaking out.
Once my pain was “under control” the result was almost a process of elimination. Everything I described, pain wise, lead the doctor’s to think I had passed a kidney stone. There was also sediment and crystals in a culture they took. They were still monitoring the Nuggets and watching because my contractions hadn’t completely stopped. They wanted to keep me over night.
Friday I thought I was going home. My pain was still there but better. Still monitoring the babies and contractions and they weren’t comfortable letting me go yet. Saturday (the day of my baby shower) a new complication added itself to the mix. TMI warning……I hadn’t gone to the bathroom (#2) and my food wasn’t digesting. My already very large pregnant belly had distended even further and we were dealing with a bowel blockage. This caused my white blood cell count to go up and a low fever. That night a nasogastric tube was placed in my nose, down my throat and into my stomach for relief. It didn’t offer any relief and I am scarred for life after that processes. The next morning I couldn’t keep it down any longer. Sunday was an entire day spent using a powerful laxative to hopefully unblock everything. It was long and painful.
Monday I thought I was going home again. My doctor still wasn’t 100% content because my white blood cells and my temperature were still up. I was so disappointed. I doubt I was really ready to go home because I still felt terrible but going home meant I was getting better.
Tuesday Dr. Kindrick came in and she said my blood work came back much better, she though I look better and if I was ready, she would let me go home. I was happy. The Hubs was probably happier. He was an astounding partner through all of it. Spent every night on the couch in the hospital room next to me, helping with everything. It would have been 10 times harder to have done it without him and I’m glad I didn’t have to.
Now that I’m home though it’s been frustrating. Like I said before, going home = getting better. Just not fast enough. I am still having to take Tylenol every 4 hours, on. the. dot. Otherwise I feel like shit. I move as slow as a sloth. It feels like I had a surgery where I was cut open, not just a kidney stone/bowel blockage issue. The doctor’s warned me that I would be pretty sore because my insides were really beat up in the process and add being pregnant on top of it, would increase my recovery time. I will add that several women who have had kidney stones and kids, said that the kidney stone was more painful then child birth. Wow.
So I’m struggling a little bit because I’m still hurting a lot. I want to get back to “normal” and get things done. I’m beyond grateful that the Nuggets went through all of this with minimal issues and I’ll take the brunt of anything to keep it that way. My pregnancy was SO easy up to this point so I don’t feel like I can complain but I’d like to get back to the easiness it was before and keep myself healthy so the Nuggets can be as healthy as possible as well.
XOXO – Lindz
|I missed 21, 22, and 23 weeks 😦|
I’m obviously getting up there in size. With twins you’re about the size of a person carrying a singleton, one month ahead of you. So even though I’m 6 1/2 months, I’d be the same size as someone at 7 1/2 months…which is large and in charge!
I’ve also been playing with different lighting and effects on my camera. Fun stuff that I hope to master welllllll before I start taking pictures of the Nuggets.
Wednesday night we went to the Rangers vs. Yankees game. Go Rangers! The Nuggets were moving all OVER the place. So I think they like sports after all :o) A bit premature? Nahhhh.
|The Hubs as well as my nephew and Mom|