Wednesday, September 18, 2013

We have babies!

Riley Ann and Paige Hope made their arrival last night at 33 weeks 3 days. They are, of course, in the NICU but are doing great. Riley weighed 4lb7oz and Paige came in at 4lb8oz.
* I'll post pics once I can write a proper post from my laptop*

Short story:
I ended up with preeclampsia so had to have an emergency C-section. It all actually happened quite fast. Because of the preeclampsia I have to be on magnesium for 24 hours after delivery to prevent seizures. I  am not allowed out of bed while on magnesium. So, I have not yet held my babies!! It's killing me. SH goes to the NICU and we are able to do FaceTime so I can see how they are doing. I am currently about 3 hours from finally getting to hold them. Finally. 

I'll update with more details soon.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

An unexpected day

This morning I had a routine appointment with my OB and had no reason to believe anything unusual was going on. I was planning on talking to him about delivery and epidurals and all that. Not really a birth plan - just wanting to know all the possibilities since my needle phobia makes me slightly more afraid of getting an epidural than birthing twins drug-free.  He did a quick ultrasound just to check on them (he does one every office visit and I love that about him) and seemed concerned that Baby A was really low. That, of course, started to make me worried. He checked my cervix after that and it turns out I am 2-3cm dilated.  Say what?!?!? I have been having contractions but they never hurt and I have been feeling them for months. I had told him about the contractions and he just said to call if I have more than 5 in an hour. A far as I know, I haven't had that many but they never hurt so maybe I didn't always notice.

Anyway, he said he would like me to go to L&D to be monitored for 24 hours. I asked "Right now?" (as if I could schedule it for a more convenient time). So here I am spending the night in the hospital. I am so happy we already took the hospital tour! Made getting here and checking in much less stressful. I am hooked up to monitors. They gave me the first of two steroid shots that will help develop the lungs in case these babies decide they can't wait any longer. They started to give me magnesium to reduce the "uterine activity" then switched to something else. Whatever it is, is working. I am feeling less contractions than when I first got here. I am also getting antibiotics since infection can apparently trigger preterm labor. I am just being pumped full of all sorts of things.

At this point, I have no idea how long I will be here. I am hoping my OB thinks I can be on bed rest at home. He did say 24 hours, after all. He wants me to make it at least another 2 weeks and I really can't imagine being in the hospital on bed rest for that long.

I am actually surprisingly calm about the whole thing. I have (obviously) never been in labor or had a baby, but somehow I just don't feel like these babies are coming right now. They will certainly be here earlier than I thought, but not right now.  We aren't totally ready for their immediate arrival but we're close enough and we'll figure it out. We have no other choice, right?

Some good things:

-I have a private room with wifi

-Both babies are still head down so it's looking likely that I will at least get to try a vaginal delivery

-I can lay down and get an epidural. The only way I am able to manage the physical reaction I have to needles is to lay down whenever I get an injection or blood draw. It was freaking me out that I would have to be sitting up for the epidural. I was sure I would pass out and that can't be good while you're in labor. I have been reassured by my OB and the nurses that I can lay on my side for this. Yay!

I'll keep y'all posted!

Monday, September 9, 2013

32 weeks

On Saturday, I hit 32 weeks. That's insane. Where did the time go? These babies are going to be here before I know it (though hopefully not for at least another 4 weeks).  While I can't wait to meet them, I am also not quite ready for them. In addition to what feels like a never ending list of things still to do, I haven't even found a pediatrician yet. Time needs to slow the fuck down.


Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind since I got back to LA.

First was our baby shower. My aunt hosted it at her house and, as I knew she would, went completely over the top with the whole thing. The decorations, the catering, the party favors.... all just so great. Unfortunately, I didn't take any pictures and I think the only pictures other people took were of us opening presents. Total fail. I was so overwhelmed by it all that I just didn't have time to worry about taking pictures. Also, I was supposed to show up early but because of traffic showed up at 2:00 when it was supposed to start. I thought I would still have time to look around and take it all in but people started showing up immediately. I didn't even have time to put my purse down before a stream of people started walking in.  Everyone was so generous and it was so great to have so many friends and family there. I have a really hard time being the center of attention so the day was also a challenge for me. The gift opening portion of the party was the hardest for me, but I made it through. I also feel like I didn't really have a chance to talk to everyone as much as I would have liked, but I guess that's the nature of these kinds of things. Overall, it was a good and exhausting day.

My mother and my in-laws came into town for the party. My mom stayed with us and that is a challenge that deserves it's own post at some point. Basically, our relationship is not the greatest right now and on the day of my shower she wanted to talk about it. I calmly told her that I didn't want to have that discussion. Not right before my baby shower. Seriously? Worst time ever for that. She got all upset about it and threatened to go home because she wouldn't be able to enjoy herself at the party. Started packing her bag and everything. SH managed to distract her and convince her to stay. Everything about these babies she makes about her and she keeps telling me how much I will need her help. When I told her I was pregnant, I think she was happier for herself finally getting to be a grandmother than she was for me. She is planning on moving back to LA after the babies are here, but wants to stay with us indefinitely while she looks for a place to live and helps us with the babies. We can barely get along when she is here for 3 days so I am not sure why she thinks practically moving in would be a good idea - especially since we no longer have a guest room. I know having 2 babies is going to be hard and everyone tells us to accept all the help we can, but I don't think that someone living on my couch in my relatively small apartment is really the answer. It sounds like a disaster if you ask me. Ugh. Okay - rant over.

Since the shower, it has just been non-stop baby prep. We took a couple classes on parenting and breastfeeding twins. We are trying to get the nursery finished. We start interviewing pediatricians this week. It's all baby prep all the time. Since we were in Michigan all summer, we weren't able to do any of this stuff so we feel like we are trying to catch up.  Maybe we need to slow down and go see some movies while we still can.

In baby news, they are both doing great. Measuring right on track and both still head down. The only bad thing is even though I technically passed the glucose test, I was apparently borderline. Once I saw my OB in LA and he saw the results, he put me on a diabetic diet. Less carbs, more protein. I am still going to splurge and have some ice cream every once in awhile (since I don't actually have diabetes) but otherwise I am being good and following the diet.  Considering my stomach is super squished and I barely seem to eat anything, it shouldn't be too hard.

I think that's enough rambling for now. I really need to try and post more often.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Memory foam feet




Because the indent stays for several seconds when you poke them, we are affectionately calling them my memory foam feet.

I hear cankles are all the rage this fall.