The Longest Weekend In History....

It is official. I will never, never, ever again say that I am excited about having just one Doctors appointment on a particular day! ha!


Friday I was very excited that I only had to go to one appointment for my stress test and then could just come home. Well, I totally jinxed myself apparently by saying that!


Friday morning I woke up to a contraction. Not to terrible but enough to be able to know what it was. They have been happening off and on so I didn't really think much about it. My doctors had told me to be watching for them because since the boys are almost a combined 7lbs that my body would start to think that they are "all baked" when instead the body isn't taking into account that there are 2 little people in there and not just one.


I got up still "just not feeling" right and got ready and headed over to the appt. For the stress test they hook up monitors to both babies to watch their heart beats and how that are affected by movement and they also hook up a contraction monitor. I LOVE the sweet little nurses (Liz, Carol and Jeannie) that preform these test. They have become my little friends since they are pretty much all the people I see each week besides Jordan ha! They had mentioned that I didn't seem quite like myself and asked how I was feeling etc. I explained that I "just didn't feel right" but couldn't really describe it. They said they completely understood what I meant and tried to encourage me. It was the same feeling I had the night before/morning that Kelsie was born. Well, low and behold after watching the monitor for a while it was clear that the contractions were getting stronger and closer in range. Being only 32 weeks they decided to wheel me over to the hospital, which is connected to the Doctor's office, to be observed for a while and try to get them to stop.

My new amazing bracelets! Aren't they so stylish!

Once we got into a room they gave me a shot to get the contractions to stop and it worked. So after a few hours of observation to make sure it was under control they gave me a prescription of meds to take every 6 hours and sent me home. Wahoo! Simple problem solved.


We got home and I took the meds and laid down like they had said. Within 2 hours the contractions started back up again. Oh great! Wasn't this what the meds were supposed to prevent? After a while I could tell they were getting stronger again so I called the Dr. she said to take a warm bath and try to relax as much as I could and call her back in an hour. So I did. Bath and then laid down for a while...but as soon as I got up....they were back. Soooo they told me to come back in. So off we went.

My precious Husband who spent the nights with me in the hopsital even though he got VERY little sleep and had to work two 10 hour days back to back!

That second visit to the hospital resulted in a roller coaster of a weekend that I would really love to have to never repeat!!! Lots of shots and pills, VERY little sleep, horrible side affects (including headaches which I had already been battling at this point for 12 days) and emotions that could be great one second then followed by complete uncertainty! Such an exhausting weekend all the way around!

My precious IV. Which had double to tubes because I had fluids and the Magnesium drip...took this after they had already taken the Mag. drip out.

After it showed that the shots of brethine they were giving me were no longer doing the trick to to keep the contractions stopped they started me on an IV of Magnesium Sulfate. I am 100%convinced that this drug was created by the devil himself. Within moments of it being injected you feel like the entire inside of your body is on fire. The nurse kept telling me they refer to it as "fire water" sometimes. It also causes your chest to tighten up and makes it hard to breathe. In the midst of all of this your body begins to also have the shakes which is SO much fun when you feel like you are on fire!

The devil drug. Enough said.

After a few hours the side effects got slightly, very slighty better. The good thing was that it had caused the contractions to stop!!! Success! They still would have to leave me on it though in order to make sure that it would keep them stopped.

The next morning around 6:45am Jordan left to go to work because he couldn't miss so it was just me and my magnesium drip (and of course the nurses) for a while until he could come back around 7pm when he got off. Around 7:30am I got up to go to the bathroom (very fun to do when you are hooked up to an IV poll and have 3 monitors attached to your stomach ha!) and then got right back in bed. Within minutes of that the room was literally spinning and the furniture was dancing around as if to give me my own personal performance of "Beauty and The Beast" , sadly without the singing. My chest started to get incredibly tight also I called my cute little nurse "Sue" who by this point also had a "twin" ha! She came in and said that it meant that there was too much magnesium going into my system so they turned down the dosage. Yay! However it would take at least 4 hours for the level to lower in my body once they brought it down. So it was def. an interesting few hours while it took its precious time to lower. They lowered it a little at a time throughout the day until I was finally able to be off of it completely and switched to a pill medication that didn't have SUCH hard side affects.

Can you imagine since I was seeing double of everything if it meant the boys were too?! They were probably looking around and seeing "4" little boys in there and thinking "where the heck did you come from? It is already crowded enough in here!!!"

The "Michelin Man" boots that squeeze to prevent clots! They also prevent sleeping...at all!

And yes...I did make sure my toe nails were freshly painted before I went into the hopsital...which my Husband and the nurses made fun of me for! But at least they were cute! ha!

Once the magnesium was out of my system and the pills were working I began to feel much better! Still exhausted because I couldn't sleep due to the oh so stylish "boots" they had on my calves that literally puff up like the Michelin man every 30 seconds and squeeze your legs to prevent blood clots, but at least I wasn't on fire! In the middle of the night the nurse came in to give me my pill (I have to take them every 4 hours around the clock) but she needed to check my blood pressure first. It was only 87/45. Not so great. Because a side affect of the pills is that it will lower your blood pressure she couldn't give them to me because it would just make it lower. Which would mean me flat out on the floor whenever I got up! So she held off and said she would come back an hour later. Still the same result. They could not give me the medication until my blood pressure was a minimum of 110/70. This would not happen until about 8 hours later. Which meant no anti-contraction meds in my system which meant...you guessed it... CONTRACTIONS!!!!

So out came the shots of brethine... again, by this point I felt like a human pin cushion. They were doing all they could to make it so I didn't have to go back on the Magnesium again. The shot slowed them down but didn't bring them to a complete stop but held them off long enough to get my BP up enough to have the pills again.

At this point the dr. decided I needed to go ahead and get the steroid shots to help the boys lungs develop faster in the event they decided it was best to go ahead and deliver them. So once again the poking continued. These were the most painful shots because the liquid was really thick and goes straight into your muscle, but at least I know that in the event that these little men can't hold off a few more weeks they will be in much better shape!

So then we come to Sunday! The doctor said as long as everything stayed calm I could leave after my second steroid injection at 6pm! Wahooo!!! My own house, my own bed and a SHOWER!!!! I couldn't get one in the hospital because of all the IV stuff so I was more than ready to feel clean!!! I watched the clock like a hawk all day long ha! I had some contractions on and off but they said that was ok. As long as I didn't feel any really big ones or more than 6 an hour then I was still ok to go home. 3 came, 4 came, 5 came and then 5:07 came. I had a huge contraction and almost burst into tears right then thinking I was literally 53 minutes from being able to go home and this was going to start all over again! Thankfully it was only that one!

So I got my last injection and then finally ....... FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!

I have never been so happy to see this little apartment in my life! ha! I am on strict bed rest which means I have to lay down or on my side at all times and am only allowed up to use the bathroom. Not so fun but I would much rather be doing that here than in the hospital so I will gladly do what I am told! I am on meds around the clock which is slightly annoying since there are on a 9,5,1 schedule but it is ok. I feel like every time I finally get good and asleep I have to wake back up to swallow a pill. Oh well, just preparing me for my long nights with my little men!
So, hopefully as long as these little men cooperate and contractions stay low I will not have to go back to the hospital until it is time to bring these little men into the world! Fingers crossed!!!

So excited about these little hats and that the next time I take them to the hospital there will be little heads to put them on!

I wanted to say THANK YOU all for the calls, texts, messages and prayers! It was incredibly difficult not having any family or close friends around being 562.3 miles away but it was such an encouragement to me to read the messages and feel the love and support even from so far away! It truly lifted my spirits and helped me more than you know!