Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Short hospital stay

Saturday early afternoon I was at our semi-annual twin sale helping with a light duty task while seated. I got up to go to the bathroom and felt a sharp pain in my lower belly.  The pain kept getting worse and I was barely able to drive myself home. An hour later Shannon and my cousin Emily got home. After not being able to get myself off the couch to walk to the bathroom and shaking with chills, I finally conceded to a trip to the ER. They took me right to the Labor and Delivery floor. I was running a fever and in unbearable pain. An ultrasound revealed the baby was just fine and there was no impact on my cervix. However, I was having contractions 1 minute apart and could not tell at all. They started an IV for fluids and antibiotics, drew blood, and got me ready for a room in Antepartum. Epic fail for the first nurse trying to put in the IV. I finally had to cut her off after she rooted around in my arm for the vein she couldn't find for quite some time.

Unfortunately, it was a teeny room with a roommate. The worst part was that she ordered in extra spicy Thai food for dinner that stunk up the whole room. Kudos to the nurse who got me a fan to be pointed out the door to help clear the smell.

They pushed Tylenol trying to get my fever down and kept the IV fluids going throughout the night. Not enough fluid to make me have to go to the bathroom. Yeah, right. Every hour or two I was calling for the nurse. It took both her and Shannon to get me out of bed and help me walk to the bathroom. I was in tears the pain was so bad. Contractions were still 2-3 minutes apart and I was feeling them less than half the time. At least I got to enjoy breakfast in the morning.

Sunday morning my ob, Dr. Kindred, rounded to check on me. I had gone from a closed cervix to dilated to 2-3 and very thin in less than 24 hours. They moved me to a Labor and Delivery room immediately, expecting Baby Mo would come that day. All food and liquid was stopped and the IV fluids were increased. They didn't want me to have a full belly in case I delivered. A terrible stab to my thigh welcomed the first sterroid shot to help with his lung development. Contractions remained 2-3 minutes apart until Sunday night when I decided to have some IV pain meds to help me sleep. Thankfully late Sunday night the original pain in my lower belly subsided greatly and I could get out of my bed and walk on my own. The nurse said my contractions were improving, which meant 2-5 minutes apart. How is that improving? My unexplainable fever finally broke. I also got the 2nd nasty steroid shot. Rather than the standard 24 hours apart, they administered them 12 hours apart just in case.

Monday morning Dr. Kindred rounded again. He was shocked that I didn't deliver. Contractions were 2-8 minutes apart and there was no change to my cervix in the past 24 hours. He ordered the IV be stopped, allowed me to eat breakfast, and suggested I move around a little more to see what happened. He was considering discharging me. "The baby will come quickly with the condition of your cervix so just pay attention to your contractions." Now how am I supposed to do that when I have been saying I can't tell I'm contracting? Talk about making me nervous. Basically we are making sure I am not left alone. I enjoyed breakfast, took a shower, and they decided around noon to discharge me. Then I waited over an hour and a half for an electronic signature to authorize my discharge. They finally just let me go.

Instead of coming home with a baby, I came home with these beauties...10 pounds of weight gain in my legs from the IV fluid. Painful and very difficult to walk.

I had a follow up OB appointment this morning. Weekly appointments from here on out. Limited activity for 2 weeks so we can try to make it to 36 weeks and avoid NICU time. Suggested something else for my heartburn that is awful--or what's another word for awful? Sleep inclined. The swelling will go down in my feet but probably very slowly. Lay flat and elevate my feet above my heart. So one position helps my feet and the other position makes me feel like throwing up from the heartburn. Choices, choices!

As for Baby Mo, here he is...

Can you see his face looking right at you on the right side?

He continues to measure 3 weeks ahead and is about 7lb 7oz right now. Holy cow!

The amniotic band is completely gone--woo hoo!

I can't end this post without saying a big thank you to my mom. When I left the house Saturday, she took care of everything with no questions and no complaints. Feeding and wrangling the kids, handling bedtime, keeping them entertained, packing school lunch, getting them ready for school and on the bus, cooking dinner, etc. It makes for a long day and she certainly isn't used to getting up at 6:30am. Thanks mom for your selfless sacrifice to step up when I have needed it.

Also to my most awesome neighbor who went grocery shopping and tag-teamed getting the kids ready for school with my mom. It made for a much smoother transition without any meltdowns!

Friday, September 12, 2014

Our first shoe tie-r!

Finding Adam shoes that do not tie is a challenge. His feet are so big that the size typically has laces--he is wearing a 13 now. With him going to school, I felt like it was time to learn how to tie on his own. Over the past month I would teach him more and more of the steps as we had time and patience. He wears flip flops so much in the summer that it wasn't very often he even had tennis shoes on. A few weeks ago we finally got to the point that he really could do it on his own but he didn't have much confidence or it wouldn't be very tight. One day before running errands I was trying to encourage him to do it but he just wasn't having it. He did part of one shoe and then whined for me to do the other one. I refused, which led to a huge meltdown. He walked outside to get in the car with one laced and the other dragging behind him in the wet grass screaming at me. Once he got in the car he undid the only shoe that was tied and kicked them both off his feet. Mean mom that I am, I made him get out of the car, put his shoes back on, and tie them.

Where were we headed? Shoe shopping of all things! He tried his first pair on at the store and I told him I wanted him to tie them and I was going to stand behind him and not look to see if he could do it. He finished it up and was grinning from ear to ear, so proud of himself, as I gave him a big high five. The next day, he got himself dressed for school upstairs and came down with shoes on and they were already tied! Now tell me, what was the point of that melt down the day before?

He is concentrating so hard! I can't believe how big he looks in these pictures!




Thursday, September 11, 2014

-10-

Since the kids aren't in the same Kindergarten classroom, they typically do not bring home the same papers each day. But this day they both brought home the same exercise on the number 10. I was reviewing Adam's paper and he did very well except for his tally marks. I kind of laughed that his "Draw 10 objects" were 10 ovals that he colored in.


Then I switched to Sara's page and started belly laughing out loud! Her "Draw 10 objects" are very different from Adam's. It is such a good example of how different they are!


Yes, if you count, there are 10 items in her box - 2 asterisks, 3 smiley faces, and 5 girl figures. Sara is getting so creative and detailed about her drawings lately. And 80% of the time, her school page she brings home has some kind of drawing on the back.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

32 weeks

It's hard to imagine 8 weeks ago I was on bed rest and now I have 8 weeks to go! The last ultrasound showed a small portion of the amniotic band was left intruding on Baby Mo's space but it was mostly pushed out of the way. I feel blessed that it hasn't been an issue for the baby and I haven't had to see a high risk doctor. Most of all, I love that when I was praying with Sara before bedtime the night before my appointment, I prayed for the baby and then Sara said "Mom, let's pray for that band to go away."

The last ultrasound also revealed the baby is measuring ahead in size by 3 weeks in all areas they check--head circumference, belly size, and leg bone length! He is about 5 pounds now.

Also measuring ahead in size is my belly and it feels like it! I am now bigger than I was when I had the twins! Please don't come to me saying how tiny I look. When you start out smaller, it's all relative, but that doesn't mean I feel like I agree with you. I will respond with stories of how I can't keep my pants up, my belly keeps running into things, I pee every 30 minutes, I get out of breath walking from one end of the house to the other, and I have gained over 25% of my body weight.

I have started having some swelling in my feet and ankles over the past week, more on one side than the other. I never had that with the twins so it is interesting. The doctor wants me to keep resting when I can and putting my feet up. Because my blood pressure isn't elevated--it was 94/62 at my last appointment--he isn't concerned. He also thinks it affects one leg more than the other due to how Baby Mo is positioned right now.

The kids are still super excited. Adam likes to pat my belly like a drum. Sara is just attracted to my belly like a magnet--constantly talking to the baby, hugging me, giving my belly a kiss, etc.

I feel good about where I am but I am also trying to get as much done as possible because I am aware with my history that things can change very quickly from one day to the next. When the baby is ready to be here and my body says enough, then it will happen.


Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Adam's new ride

Adam and Shannon went on a bike ride down the main road, which is a big deal to not just ride to the end of the cul de sac and back!

I was wondering why they were gone so long...

They stopped at the neighbor's across the road and he had his mustang race car out. Adam knows all about our Ford preference and is always telling us a vehicle with the blue oval is tougher than something else driving down the road, whether it's a Ford Ranger or an F450! And he definitely knows a Mustang, certain that he will be getting a lime green one when he is older.

He was quite excited about getting to sit in the race car!