Today, I am 31 weeks and 4 days pregnant! This week has been a turning point in the pregnancy for us. On Wednesday, I was feeling pretty terrible. I was achey, tired, my hands and feet were swollen, and I just didn't feel good. I spent most of the day lounging in bed. On Thursday, I felt even worse. I knew immediately that I was going to be in bed for the duration of the day. I always thought staying in bed all day would be a treat... not so much. Those days are my least favorite. All this extra weight keeps me from EVER being comfortable in bed. But I'm definitely aware of when I need to stay in bed. Anyways, on thursday I was feeling nauseous throughout the day, my hands and feet were pretty swollen, heart burn was at an all time HIGH, and my contractions were a little more noticeable than the average day. By around 3:30pm, I had really begun to notice that I was having a lot more contractions than I usually do. I decided I would drink some water, take a warm shower, and lay down to rest to see if they would ease up. After my shower, I downloaded a contraction timer app for my iPhone and began to time the contractions. For the next hour, I was having contractions every 6-7 minutes lasting about 45 seconds. I knew I was over my "limit" of acceptable contractions. I knew I needed to call my dr but I really did NOT want to call. I knew once I made that call, he was going to send me to L&D. So I guzzled some more water and decided to give it another 30 minutes. After the 30 minutes, they were about 5-6 minutes apart. Before calling the doctor, I called Joe and told him I was having a lot of contractions and that I was going to call the dr and was pretty sure we'd be headed to L&D.
I really did not want to call my Dr. I didn't want to goto L&D. So, I waited until Joe got home before calling. When I finally called and spoke to the on call Dr, she told me to go straight to L&D. Even though, I knew this is what we were going to be told, I was still shocked. We realized that we are horribly unprepared. I began tossing some things in a bag and asked Joe to call his brother and Mom to see who could come stay with Ryder. Joe's brother didn't answer. His Mom picked up and said she was on the other line and hung up. That was pretty awesome. I had a "duh" moment and said, "I'll call Terry." He didn't answer either. I decided we'd just get Ryder ready and he'd come with us until we got a hold of someone to pick him up. Luckily, Terry called right back and said he'd be right there. Joe turned into the stereo typical Dad racing around the house doing odd chores. Finally, I asked, "What are you doing?" He said, "I don't know what to do. I just need to do something." I smiled and said, "get a bag, put a change of clothes in it, pack your phone, charger, and laptop, maybe a few snacks..." I got myself ready and heated up some leftovers for Ryder. Terry was like super Poppy and was here almost instantly!
On the drive to the hospital, my contractions felt like they were coming on top of each other. We arrived at the hospital around 6:30pm. Its been so long since we've been there, I don't even remember where L&D is. I told Joe just to park, I was walking in WITH him. We walked through the main entrance and asked where L&D was. Instantly there were two nurses with wheel chairs. I told them I could walk and they looked at me and said, "No. You are NOT walking. We'll give you a ride." The began congratulating us but I was feeling so loopy and just trying to deal with the contractions that I was pretty out of it. I didn't say a word. Finally, I hear Joe say, "It's not really congratulations, she's only 31 weeks." The nurse started walking faster. When we got to L&D I immediately asked to use the restroom but they said, we'll take you straight to a room. Joe stayed and registered me. The nurses kept commenting on how amazed they were they hadn't seen me already. They said they see most of the twin Mommies at least once before 31 weeks for SOMETHING! They had me give a urine sample and put me on the monitors. It turns out my contractions were coming every 2-4 minutes. The nurse told me she was going to check my cervix, do a test to see if I was in labor, and start me on an IV. Luckily, my cervix was closed and I was not dialated. She did the FFN test (tells them if I'm going into labor) and told me it would take an hour for the results. In the meantime, they'd start an IV and continue to monitor me.
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| I really HATE IVs |
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| Hanging out wishing the contractions would stop but forcing a smile... |
A few hours passed and we still hadn't heard the results from the test. I was irritable and just wanted to go home. I felt A LOT better. The IV was finished and we were just waiting on those results. I pushed the red button and asked if the results were back. The nurse came in and told me they were negative. She asked how I was doing with the contractions. I told her I wasn't having them anymore. She explained that I was still contracting regularly but it was a good sign that I wasn't feeling them anymore. She excused herself to consult with the doctor. She came in a few minutes later and told me I was going to get to go home! (Best news I heard all night!!) I got a big lecture about not waiting so long next time to come in and was told to follow up with my OB first thing in the morning. She said this was just typical preterm labor without progress and that if it picked back up, I was to come right back.
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| Blowing this pop cycle stand!! |
So, its been a lot to digest this week! I realize that these babies are coming and we just shaved a good week, maybe 2, maybe more off this pregnancy. I'm so ready to be done being pregnant but so not ready for the girls to be here. Joe will be feverishly working on clearing out the room and setting up the "nursery" this weekend.
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