So, being pregnant with twins is kind of sucky. I am way, way uncomfortable, and everyone treats me like an invalid. Then when I say, "hey, I'm not sick" they get all upset that I am putting my babies' health at risk. What the heck? I'm not a moron, and I'm really not going to put their health at risk, so back off. My doctor told me that he wants me to go on "modified bedrest" -- 3 periods of 2 hours a day where I lay down. When I asked him why, he said that is what they do at 24 weeks with twin pregnancies. Um, that's 6 hours a day, that I can't just waste "laying around" only because I am pregnant with twins. Give me a break. I asked him if there was any indication of a need for that, that I was missing, and he said no. So, I told him straight up that I was not going to be able to do that - because of both my life's requirements and my sanity. He actually laughed and said "take it easy, and use your common sense." That seems a lot more reasonable to me.
Brett is more worried than I am, so I have agreed to a 2 hour "rest period' every afternoon. That eases his mind.
The babies are techincally viable next Sunday, (at 24 weeks), but until 26 weeks, they only have a 20% chance of survival - with an 80% chance of mental retardation and/or physical handicap if they do survive. So, even though it doesn't appear that we will need to make this decision - Brett and I have decided (with the Lord's blessing) that we would not attempt to keep the babies alive, unless they were born after 26 weeks, where their chances actually flip-flop - 80% chance of survival with 20% of handicap. At 32 weeks, their chances are 90% survival and 2% handicap and then at 34 weeks they are considered term.
SNEAKED! The friggin' word is SNEAKED! Maybe they need to just make "snuck" a word, and save a lot of people a lot of trouble.
Zacher says "Holly. Mommy. Daddy. To Holly. Daddy. Three Holly. The sky. A light. Mommy."
Is it summer yet? ACK! I have never been a winter person, and being pregnant (and thereby counting down TWO things) is making it much harder.
I almost ended up in Labor & Delivery yesterday. I was having some pains (but not labor) and the Dr. told me that if they got worse or stuck around to head up for an NST (Non-Stress Test). I waited, and almost went once, but then finally they went away. Don't know what was up, but haven't had a problem since. I rented a doppler, so I could find both heartbeats and that was very reassuring!
I asked my doctor at the last appointment if I had a "high" risk for PTL or just a "higher" risk - (two different, things, right?) His answer was "if you go into labor anytime after 34 weeks, we won't stop you." Um, HOW was that an answer to my question?
On the whole I'm okay - pretty uncomfortable, but I am sure that is to be expected. Way more stressed about this pregnancy than I ever was with previous pregnancies, and a little frustrated about that. I feel like I have been handicapped by being labeled "high-risk". BLECH!
It still hasn't sunk in that there are two babies growing in my belly. Like, it's just so out of this world! I feel like I am in an episode of The Twilight Zone, you know? I can't even fathom things like breastfeeding, and taking them to Relief Society, etc. (Speaking of RS, I got called to teach primary today. I don't know what age yet...) TWINS! How bizarro is that?
Audesi is pretty much totally potty trained now. It's like she just decided to do it. She and Brett even went sledding and were out for 3 hours and she didn't have an accident (you know how kids get distracted when they play, and don't bother to go potty.) YAY!
First of all, let me say that I HATE coming up with a Title for each new entry. That being said...
I had the SCARIEST night of my life Monday night. I went shopping with Brett and Anna (from Germany) to Jordan Landing. We had a great time and decided to go for some Chinese Food. We sat down, got our drinks and we were just getting our soup when I felt a pop and then a gush of warm fluid from my vagina. I reached down and felt just outside my jeans and my hand came back covered in blood. I panicked and ran to the bathroom, pulled down my pants and heard a "plunk". I was sobbing and freaking and I KNEW I had killed my baby. ***GROSS AHEAD*** I reached into the toilet and pulled whatever it was out to examine it. I was praying SO hard that I would not find a baby, or any piece of a baby. It was just a clot - a HUGE clot, but thankfully just a clot.
We left the restaraunt in a rush, and somehow found our way to Jordan Valley Hospital. I got checked in and I was still gushing blood (my jeans were soaked to the knees with blood). A phlebotomist came and drew my blood and another nurse came in and gave me an IV. Then yet another nurse came in with a doppler. I said "will you do me a favor?" He said "what's that?" I said, "Please, please, please find me a heartbeat!" He laughed and said that was his only goal. THANK GOD - he found one. Every 30 minutes I was filling up one of those blue bed pads with blood.
Then I had to wait about 45 minutes for an ultrasound. We went in and the tech told me that she wouldn't be able to give me any information, she could only take the pictures. Ha ha - she lied.
She started the ultrasound and suddenly said "Are we expecting only one baby?" I SCREAMED "SHUT-UP!" "There are two in there," she said. "Are they both alive?" I asked. They are!!! THEY ARE!! I am pregnant with twins and as of right now they are both still alive!! She checked for placenta previa - which she didn't see - and checked for any indication of where the blood was coming from. Everything inside my uterus is okay. The ER doc cannot explain the bleeding, but told me that she is very concerned because there was SO MUCH blood, and also told me that I need to take this VERY seriously.
My OB/Gyn said that he can't pinpoint the bleeding, but that it looks like there is nothing to be concerned about at the moment. The babies' heartbeats are strong and they are moving well. I am on STRICT bedrest until the bleeding stops and then modified bedrest thereafter. I am still in shock - I am pregnant with TWINS!
