The best sub of my life

So today is Thursday which means it is the day that I visit my OB. I've been going to my OB visits by myself since they pretty much have consisted of the same things; weight check, blood pressure check, check the heartbeats, and ask if I have any questions. But since we are nearing the end Morgan decided he wanted to take me. We were hoping to get a little more info about a date to plan our c section.

We were in the lobby and happened to see a couple that we had a childbirth class with. They were telling us that they were headed to triage due to a high blood pressure. After they left we got called back. I did all my normal check up things and then the nurse took my blood pressure. She grimaced a little and said "Well it's 152 over 80" I don't speak nurse so I asked if that was bad and she said it was a little high. I've had great blood pressure my entire pregnancy so they tell me so I was freaked out something was different.

We went to an exam room and the doctor came in to check the babies. They looked great so she checked my BP again. Still high so she said I'm now on bed rest and also I would be taking a trip to triage to be monitored for a while.

Now I was assured that this was no big deal, I was probably going to be sent home after a few hours, but I was still freaked! We got to the Women's Pavilion and got checked in. After a few minutes we got put in a triage room and I had all kinds of gadgets and whatnots strapped to me. My blood pressure had already started to go down. They drew blood and kept monitoring me for 45 min. I'm so glad Morgan was there or I would have gone crazy. After we were there for a bit I told him I was STARVING but I didn't want him to leave me. He called his m0m and asked her to bring us some lunch. In the meantime I was told my labs came back normal and my BP was going down good. The girls heart rates were super. Harriet got there and had the best sub I've ever eaten. A Jimmy Johns Beach Club, yum! I realized as I was eating it that it was 3:30 and I had nothing since 6:30.

We got discharged and headed home. Now I begin my exhausting bed rest. I'm hoping I don't go stir crazy. But the good news is it will only be for a little more than a week.

Countdown

I decided this week it was time for a countdown. I have loved being pregnant I really have. Some of my favorite things have been

1.Feeling my girls move and being able to see my belly roll around like crazy.

2. Getting the sweet encouragement from complete strangers whenever I'm out and about.

3. Getting spoiled by my sweet husband, family, and friends.

But I've reached that point. If you've had a baby you know what point I mean. I'm done. I just feel like I've got this giant growth on the front of my body that prevents me from doing easy task. I feel tired just from putting dishes in the cabinet. I miss sleeping through the night on my tummy.

Enough complaining, nobody likes to hear that. So I'm 34 weeks and in twin pregnancy my doctor has told me I won't go past 38 weeks. Since my weeks start on Tuesdays that means I have just a little over 3 weeks left!! 38 weeks for me would mean I will have 2 babies by May 10 at least.

We are still hoping to have a regular labor and delivery, but Baby B decided to move sideways again. We go again on Monday and I'm hoping to see her little head down, but if not I'm ok with having to have a c-section. Whatever gets my babies here the safest way possible. I'm nervous because I've never really had any surgery before, but I know it's so routine now that there is not much to worry about. Even still I'd much rather be able to deliver my babies without a section.

So what's left to do before our lil ladies come into our world? Actually not that much. We've been so blessed by family and friends We've been able to get our cribs, car seats, stroller, high chairs, bouncy seats, breast pump and mattresses as gifts. Not to mention the countless diapers, sheets, cute outfits and tons of other misc gifts. Each one has meant so much to us. I've got my eye on a special nursing pillow by My Brest Friend that is made for twins. We need to pick up a baby swing, and just a few little things here and there. There will probably be things that come up, but all the "big" items are taken care of for now.

So this week I'm focusing on starting to pack our hospital bags, just in case. We might also put in the car seats so that can be taken care of. Ok think my ramblings are over for now. Time to eat some chicken wings!!

What a year it's been

Last year at this time I was going through what has probably been the hardest time in my life so far. Most of you know our story, but on April 1st of last year we found out that our baby had passed away at 11 weeks gustation. Having a miscarriage is one of the most emotionally painful experiences a woman can have. Even though I never saw or held that baby, my whole heart loved it. On April 7th, I had a D&C at the hospital and that was both the harsh reality that our baby was gone, but also our first steps in moving on. Unless you've been through that type of loss yourself there is no way to understand what someone who has had a miscarriage is feeling. I had a lot of sadness, hopelessness, and anger. But I also had a lot of love. It helped us so much to know there were people across the country praying for us. It's been a year, and sometime that pain is still fresh. Even though God has blessed us with twin girls who will be here soon, I can't help but think of the baby I didn't get to meet. Was it a boy or girl? What would it look like or act like. These are things I can't know now, but what a blessing to know that one day God will introduce me to this precious child and I'll finally be able to hold them. I may never understand why I never got to see them, but I know God has given that sweet baby more love then I ever could. God has brought us from the most intense pain to unspeakable joy. Morgan and I only have a few short weeks before we will be holding our two little girls. We had wonderful news Monday that both babies were in a head down position, making my chances for a vaginal birth a lot more likely. I still have been able to work and get around without bed rest which is a blessing. Baby A is a little more skinny then we would like so hopefully she'll fatten up in these next few weeks. I just can't believe how far we've come. I know that each April I'll remember the hardship we had to go through, but as each year passes it will become easier and easier.