Last Friday, January 31st, I was put in the hospital for the remainder of my pregnancy. We knew this would eventually happen, so thankfully, we came packed and prepared to stay in Dallas. During my last week at home (I was 22 wks) I started having several contractions. My doctors told me if I had 4 contractions within an hour to come to the hospital. I never had that many within an hour but I was having several a day and it really concerned me. At my appointment last Friday I told my doc about the contractions and she decided it was time to be monitored on a daily basis. Once they admitted me, they started giving me medicine to stop my contractions. So far, the medicine has worked. I still have a few contractions here and there, but nothing on a regular basis. The staff here at Baylor is absolutely wonderful. All the nurses have been so sweet and kind and go out of their way to make me comfortable. They are taking such good care of me and for that I'll always be grateful.
I have been so blessed to have several friends and even strangers stop by to visit me this past week. Many of my friends from home text or call on a regular basis. I am so blessed and humbled by everyone's love and support.
I don't know what I'd do without my family. They help take care of Brady for me, which helps Steven out. I miss Steven & Brady so bad it hurts. That's the worse part about being in the hospital. Yes, it's boring, and I'd much rather be home but I know this is where I need to be, however, being 3 hours away from Brady and only seeing him on the weekends is breaking my heart. I'm so thankful Steven brought him up this weekend to see me. They came up on Friday and left today (Sun).
Here's a little recap of the past 2 weeks:
*I now weigh 138lbs.
*I had a sono Tue and all the babies still look good. Their fluid looks good and heart rates look good.
*They babies have become very active over this past week. It's so crazy to feel movement in five different parts of my stomach.
*My acid reflux has been awful! The nurses give me medicine on a regular basis to help me cope, and it helps a little. The fact of the matter is that it's going to be rough until the babies arrive. I'm running out of room!
*I am actually sleeping quiet well to be in the hospital. They gave me a egg crate mattress for my bed and it really helps. I get woke up at midnight and 6am to take my contraction medicine but overall, I really can't complain about sleep.
*My contraction medicine is actually a blood pressure medicine that relaxes my uterus, which in turn, lowers my blood pressure. In order to take the medicine my bp has to be at least 90/50 and I'm always right on the verge of being too low. Sometimes they have to retake my bp a couple of times until it comes up to the cutoff.
*I'm becoming so weak from not using my muscles. I'm sure low blood pressure contributes to that as well. I've talked to my nurses and they are going to send a physical therapist to help me with my strength. I've been on bed rest since Dec. 20 so my muscles haven't been used much in a month and half.
*We are still working on names for 2 of the babies. I don't know what we'll do if they come sooner than we'd like. I have a book of 60,000 baby names so I'm going to look through that again this week and see if something jumps out at me.
The wreath behind me was a gift from a sweet lady I go to church with, it's so beautiful and really brightens my room.
|Brady loved to get in my bed when I'd get up. He also liked to push the buttons that lifted the head and legs. He did very well to be so young and be cooped up in a hospital all weekend. I can't wait for him to come visit again!|