Day one- 12/6/2016. An overview :)

So, here is a bit of a back story to what is actually happening to us right now. I am going to begin back on our first day of hospitalization. Everything was pretty normal until 2am. I woke up in a haze. I was feeling like I was dreaming about having contractions and that the boys were going to be born. In reality I woke up and those contractions were not just a part of my dream. Slightly concerned I started timing them for quite a bit before I finally gave in and thought I might need to go get checked out. I woke TJ up and told him I was needing to go over to ECM. So, after a little deliberating we called Mom and she headed over to take care of Logan and Aidyn Kate and off we went. The entire way over to the hospital I continued to have contractions about every 4 minutes or so but they weren't painful and I had myself convinced that we would get over there and they would explain to me I was a bit dehydrated and needed to rest. Once we arrived at ECM we parked and walked right up to the L&D desk and explained what was going on. I was already feeling like a hypochondriac even though the contractions keep on occurring. Once we saw them on the monitor and they checked me things picked up pretty quickly. My "hypochondriac" contractions had me dilated to 5 cm and 80% effaced. Oops:) Next rapidly came my IV, Catheter (Help me Lord), and the hellfire in an IV which is Mag. to hopefully stop all this from happening. A quick visit from my OB had us prepping to transport to Huntsville Hospital or Women and Children. We needed to be where the NICU was for our boys to be born. Next came the ambulance- and a transport complete with sirens blazing.  TJ showed up right behind us just in time to jump on the elevator with us. The OB hospitalist and the maternal/fetal specialist visited. The Mag. The Mag. The Mag. It persisted. Ladies... some of you know. Nurse buddies... You know. Heavens help us. Next was the steroids for their little lungs to develop. The room was decked out with everything we needed for delivery. I was sick. Passed out sick. Contractions kept coming. Up went the Mag. Finally after 48 hours the boys had both doses of their steroids for lung development and CP protection. So the taper on the Mag. began.
So, that is how we ended up here in the hospital on bed rest. A total shock to me at 32 weeks and 3 days with our twin baby boys. That was 16 days ago... To be continued.

Those of you that know me know me. I am comforted by having a life plan:) I needed to work longer... I needed to have more done at home...I needed to make lists... I needed to get my mind right... wrap Christmas gifts... read books about birthing twins...sleep training babies... clean my house... I NEEDED to have Jenna be my birth photographer... needed to put more money in savings. I thought.

I didn't NEED anything. I have everything I need. Time to surrender it Bonnie.
For I know the plans I have for you says the Lord...
My ways are not your ways, My thoughts are not your thoughts...
Be Anxious for nothing...
Do not worry about tomorrow.

I know these promises to be true. I repeat them in my head at night.
I wish I wasn't as weak as I am to lose focus. Pray for my heart to align with my head.
Becoming a Mommy again is looking different than my plans. Pray for our boys. Pray for my dear TJ. He is amazing as always. Pray for his sanity as he has to be stuck in here with me- sleeping on these vinyl couches that are barely as long as he is tall. Pray for our big kids as they are separated from us. We know God has this. We know there is a big plan.





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