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December 31, 2011

Bed rest - (hospital visit and letting go)

The original title of this post was only "Bed rest" because that was the first thing that happened - and that was on tuesday.

Yes. It is true. Unfortunately, I have been put on bed rest. Technically it's "limited activity". This means that my activities are limited to sitting, reclining, laying, and going to doctor's appointments. I can't even drive myself to those doctor appts.

I won't get into too much detail (there really isn't that much to go into), but basically my uterus showed some irritability. Who knew that that could happen? But it can. The fluid around the boys was a little low as well (which could be due to some gastrointeritis (no idea how to spell that) that I had the night before I went to the doctor.

Man was I upset. I can work from home because being an architect, I spend 90% of my time on a computer. That made me feel much better. But I wasn't ready to stop yet. I wasnt ready for my body to be done with moving. I'd already given up running and exercising and I wasn't ready to give up driving and control and leaving the house. I wasn't ready.

But my body was. And, in fact, it was much more ready than I though it was.

After Tuesday, I rested. I sat, I reclined, I laid down all day long. I didn't go to work; i didn't have my work computer so there was no work to do. I slowly began to realize how tired I was. How much I enjoyed the days off. December had been a busy month for a pregnant lady with twins, and it was nice to relax. Apparently, it was too little too late.

Side note: this is a positive story. I didn't mean to end that last paragraph so much with a sense of foreboding.

Thursday evening, I started having a bit of what I thought was indigestion. I was getting hot flashes, having weird stomach pains that were not contractions, and I also had a weird tightness in my right chest, shoulder, and arm. I was taking tums and not contracting, so I tried to go to bed. Laying completely horizontal on any side was really uncomfortable because of the tightness in my shoulder so I had a hard time going to sleep. Around 12 I got up to time any contractions (all Braxton-hicks) I was having to make sure I wasn't having more than 4 in an hour and I wasn't. I eventually fell asleep in the chair and the hubs came and got me to go back to bed. I slammed some more tums (cause that's what you do when you have crazy indigestion) and went to bed. I slept for about four hours and woke up with another hot flash, the pain on my right side, and I was contracting. I took my trusty phone with my trusty pregnancy app that times many things about pregnancy and started timing contractions.

Within being awake for 20 minutes I had felt 7 contractions. At this point I knew I needed to call my dr.

I went and woke up the hubs and told him I was calling. I paged my dr. told her my symptoms and she told me to go to the hospital.

There were all sorts of labs and tests run. At first she thought it might be my gaul bladder, then possibly pancreatitis. I didn't get a chance to google any of these things and apparently they are pretty scary. I'm glad I didn't. Sometimes, and especially in this case, ignorance is bliss.

I was started an IV, fully admitted into the hospital, and also given anti-biotics, a shot to make contractions stop, and steroids to hurry along lung development of the babes-just in case.

Eventually all of my labs were ok, my Gaul bladder was fine, my pancreatic levels were fine. I was also given a medicine to stop indigestion. The pain in my chest, that had migrated to my back, went away. I was feeling good. But my contractions hadn't stopped yet, so I was given a different medicine and the dr wanted to keep me overnight to check my labs the next day.

She also checked my cervix...it was dilated 1 cm and 80% effaced. This did make me nervous. But both my dr and my nurse said that it was not time to be worried yet. I could stay like that for weeks. Today, I am 30 weeks and 5 days pregnant. I only need to last 3 more weeks to get to 34 weeks and I can deliver at my local hospital and the babes have a much greater chance of not having to spend much, if any, time in the NICU.

Now....I'm going to have to have a 'to be continued'. I'm sorry to end on the rather scary note, but this post is rather long with no pictures and thats just not fair to you.

I'll do you a favor and tell you that I'm still pregnant and the boys are great and I'm great and we'll finish the story tomorrow...for the new year!

December 25, 2011

Almost 30 weeks....and Merry Christmas

Here are some update pictures. I meant to take them at 29 weeks, but it got away from me. And then Christmas was coming. And then I was trying to be creative and take some "present" pictures with the belly...well...they're ok. But I took them. And for as big and swollen as I currently am, I think I did ok.

I hope all of you are having a wonderful holiday, whatever holiday it is that you celebrate.







December 24, 2011

Over the river

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And across the state to families' houses we go.

Me, the hubs, sweet pea and punkin, my swollen feet and the beginnings of a blanket for the boys that I would like to look like a sunrise.

Happy Christmas Eve

December 23, 2011

Christmas

I'm not going to lie...I L.O.V.E. Christmas.

Usually.

Most years, I am the person that is listening to Christmas music in my car from Thanksgiving on. I have to negotiate with the hubs on how early we can start to decorate. I ALWAYS go to our Christmas floatilla (where people decorate boats instead of floats...it's awesome).

This year, I decided not to decorate. I say I decided because I am the one that decorating matters most to. I am the one that does most of the decorating. I'm not cracking on the hubs...I would rather do it. It's just easier for me to slowly unpack all the Christmas decorations and lovingly find a place for each one of them to go. It really is one of my favorite things.

Not this year. This year, I knew that I would want to decorate, but then I would not feel like or be able to pack everything away. Our decorations are all in a secret closet that you have to get to by going through a coat closet and then typing in the secret code while whispering the secret password and scrunching yourself really small to get underneath the stairs (and yes...all of that is 100% true). I just could not bring myself to unpack everything...knowing that I wouldn't be able to scrunch myself up into a tiny square to fit underneath the stairs.

So, we didn't decorate.

It is our year to spend Christmas with the Hubs' family. So we did an early Christmas with mine.

All of this is to say that...it hasn't really felt like Christmas to me this year. I just haven't had the same excitement.

But...I think that's a good thing. Because next year will bring a whole sort of new-ness and excitement that I haven't felt in a long time. We're going to have two babies! We're going to make new traditions for our own family. I am super excited about that. Super!

This post turned into something that I wasn't really planning on...but I'll continue with the previously scheduled programming.

Christmas gifts!

I did get excited about making a few gifts this year. I can't do it for everyone (we have huge families), but I do like to try to make something for someone each year. It's a way to broaden my own crafting spirit and really think about what the receiver will want/like.

Some earrings for a lovely lady.



A purse I knitted for a lovely young lady.



Another purse for another lovely young lady.





All in all, a pretty good handmade Christmas for a pregnant lady (I'm using that excuse all the time, now).

I'm hoping to have updates of the babes' room soon. I've made some big leaps forward, but unfortunately have had some setbacks. Still working on it though.

And...think about this...after this past Wednesday, each day get a few minutes longer :).

December 19, 2011

hold me closer Tony Danza

Ok...not Tony Danza...nor a tiny dancer to be honest.

But a dancer, none-the-less. I have danced since I was 11 years old. I've loved it; hated it; thought in it, through it, and about it for way more time than I care to admit.

And I'm still dancing while pregnant. It's only once a week, and I can't jump (which is super hard for me...I love MOVING across the floor); but I'm still doing it. And it's one of my favorite times of the week.

Lucky for me, one of my classmate's husbands came and took pictures...so I have PROOF that I danced while 28 weeks pregnant with twins!



Isn't there something kind of lovely about black and white ballet images...even if they are of a pregnant lady and her adult ballet class friends.





This one's kind of creepy...but oh well.

December 13, 2011

equals

3 - days of a lower carb diet prepping for the THREE HOUR glucose challenge

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0 - breakfast

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100 - grams of sugary solution that kind of tastes like a super sweet freezie pop

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3 - hours of no eating and sitting (and taking a non-stress test, which the babes passed and addressing christmas cards)

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1 - chargrilled deluxe sangwich from Chik-fil-A

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1 - most delicious peppermint chocolate chip milkshake

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1 - very shaky, kind of happy Heather....until it all wears off and now I'm ready to take a nap...oh naptime.

Let's just hope I passed the glucola challenge. Cause if I didn't, that will be the last milkshake I have for a while :/

December 12, 2011

a few of my favorite things...

1...when the entire Nutcracker Suite comes on the classical NPR station.

2...when I'm in public and someone asks me when I'm due. I say in March and just wait for their face to drop...it always does. Then, I wait a few seconds and let them know I'm having twins. It's like my way at getting back at those people who call me the "f" word (yes, fat) or the ones that say I'm going to have "big babies" (which is the same as saying the "f" word, am I right?).

3...leggings. They are so much more comfortable than any type of structured pant (especially these pre-pregnancy cords I'm wearing right now).

4...new drapes for the babes' room.

5...when the babes move. I still think they're both breech, but I'm working hard on getting them to turn over...it's very funny to watch.

6...my husband (who has a bit of a cold right now :( ) but is still super fantastic.

December 11, 2011

a quick word

from my nieces and nephew (not related to each other).

They say hello and that they love the owl hats I made them (ok, you know I'm saying that...but seriously, are they not the cutest things you've ever seen?



This is Ainsley and Carson. They are 12 weeks in this picture. Another set of twins in the Perry clan (which I couldn't be more excited about). They are going to be about 6 months older than our boys. So fun!



This is Iker. Can we say heartbreaker? So adorable. He looks so much like his older brother. Love love!

Can't wait to meet all three of these little people at Christmas time!

I got the pattern for this awesome owl hat from ravelry.com. It's called the sleepy owl hat.

Happy Sunday!

December 07, 2011

27 weeks

This may be the closest I've gotten to posting the babies project picture to the correct week. I took these last Saturday. It's been harder and harder to get outside since the days have become shorter. So, this time I took the pictures in the future babies' room. I think they turned out ok. The babies' project picture is a little strange because I didn't really have any depth to work with in the room. But I wanted to try to take pictures of myself indoors because I'm going to be doing that once the babes are born.



Just a couple more. It's kind of like I gave myself a photoshoot.



This one was modeled after one I love of Diane Keaton, in The Family Stone. I lerve that movie. And I absolutely lerve that picture that the well-meaning, yet completely annoying, Sarah Jessica Parker gets framed for the whole family. That's when I start sobbing in that movie.



It just hit me that all the pictures on my blog have become of me. Oopsie! I promise I will get more pictures of crafts and such up here. I've got a ton to take and post (babies' room, Christmas gifts, wedding paper, etc). Just time to have a photoshoot for things instead of myself :).

Happy Wednesday!

December 05, 2011

this is fantastic

I think I've shown you the 360 tour of the Sistine Chapel...I think.

Well, you must take a look at this.



It's a 360 view of Paris from over the Eiffel Tower. You can see the Eiffel Tower at the bottom of the shot below. I love these 360 degree engines. I know they don't give you the feeling of what it's really like to be there...but seriously, doesn't it just make you in awe of the internet in general?

December 03, 2011

Genius idea - pie-in-a-jar

Ok. I am not the cook of our household...that would be the hubs.

But I do enjoy baking. I say enjoy because I'm not going to promise that I'm good at it.

I love the idea of pie. We actually had pie at our wedding instead of cake...best decision I ever made. Pie is just so good. I could go one for a while about pie. The thing I don't love so much about pie is that one has to make a TON. When I have sweets in my house, it's not a good idea for me to have an entire pie at my disposal. Because...you see, it will all be disposed of, in my belly, in record time.

It's the reason I don't bake pies. I try to stick with cookies or muffins or something of an individual size that I can keep a few of, but give away the rest.

The cooking channel has just opened my eyes to a genius idea. Pie in a jar. They are tiny individual sized pies that you can freeze in jars and eat when you feel the need...OMG!




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Are these not the cutest things you've ever seen? I mean, seriously. They're in little half-pint sized jars just ready for this lady to eat!

These particular ones are cherry...one of my favorites. These are the real cherries, too. Not the too red ones in a jar. The ones you have to pit and have that delicious sour twang.

You can get the recipe here. If you end up making it before I do, please let me know how it turns out. I can't wait!

December 02, 2011

i didn't find it

Time or that post.  Hmmm...

And now, of course, I can't quite remember what I wrote.  Don't you hate that? I'm sure it was something about how I just read on one of my pregnancy apps that I only have 94 days left in this pregnancy. I had a small freakout moment. I mean...3 months. I have so much to do!

And, what feels like, not a lot of time to do it in. I've got to make lists and get on it. There are still some things I need to get together for Christmas gifts. And I'm afraid I'm going to get VERY big. haha. Let's be honest. I'm only getting bigger until these babes come out and I want them to stay in as long as possible. At least 94 days! I mean, a girl can hope, right?

For this is fantastic Friday, I've got a great picture for you.

Isn't it great. I love sunflowers. Don't you have moments when you feel exactly like this?

where did the time go?

Where did this post go?  I wrote it, and then it disappeared.  I should have copied it first.

 

More to come later.