So, Tuesday I had some bloody show and some minor, irregular contractions that were coming and going depending on how much I was doing. There were no other indications of labor, but I called my OB's office like I'm supposed to, and they asked me to come in and just get things checked out. So I went to my parents house to drop off the boys and get a blessing. It was definitely comforting to feel the power of the priesthood and to hear the strong steady voices that said the babies would be born normally without any complications. I left the boys at my parents house and dropped Byron off at work, then headed to the OB's office. They checked my cervix and said I was dilated to 3 cm, 80% effaced, and at a -1. I was pretty surprised, since I take forever to dilate, but went home and just figured things were moving along and they might be born this week. Thursday was my scheduled OB appointment they had asked me to keep, so I went back in and here's where things might get a little fuzzy because I'm still not sure what went down.
I went in for my routine appointment, the nurse did her thing and my hopes of having a c-section or scheduled induction went up in flames with my still healthy blood pressure levels. The OB came in, chatted a bit with me, and decided to schedule my c-section for the 31st since I'm carrying di-di twins and none of us were showing any health reasons for them to come sooner. I was pretty bummed, but as she was walking out the door I asked about the group B strep test the nurse had said I would be having that day. The OB explained they don't usually do them for c-sections, but if I wanted her to, she would get the cultures, and asked if I would like her to check my cervix. So, she did...and I was dilated to a 4! What??! With David I was checked into the hospital and had my bag of waters broken when I was at a 4 so I totally thought "Yeah! These babies are coming today!" She expressed some concern that I was dilated so far with breech twins and asked me to go to triage at the downtown hospital, so I got in the car and headed down. I let my mom know what was going on and called Byron, but didn't want to get too excited, so I didn't ask him to come to the hospital. Once I was in triage they got my all hooked up to the heart rate and contraction monitors, and I waited patiently for whatever was going to happen. It felt kind of weird being there by myself, especially since people kept asking if my husband was with me, but I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up too high and figured if things really were going to happen he would have plenty of time to get to me.
After about 30 minutes of being monitored the Doctor on call came in to chat with me. I'm still not really sure what he talked about. He was really confusing, and kept talking in circles instead of just saying whatever was on his mind but he said they wanted to "get me a room as inpatient and monitor me". In retrospect I think it boiled down to "we want to check you in and put you on bedrest". Good for him he didn't phrase it that way or I would have just gone home, but because I still couldn't figure out what was going on, I remembered the blessing from earlier that week, as well as my mommy's surety that Hannah would flip and I wouldn't have a c-section, and asked for an ultrasound then called Byron.
He pulled over the machine and did a scan. I have grown so accustomed to the ultrasound techs I was surprised by how slowly it went, and he couldn't find her head, so I was kind of losing hope in his abilities, but eventually he determined Hannah was head down and Gideon was transverse so he got really excited that we were no longer looking at a c-section. They got me checked into a room and put me on monitors again. I got the coolest nurse. Her name is Katresha, and she has 7 children and 2 grandbabies. Two of her children are 12 yr old identical twins and she was just so nice. She was really fun to talk to and never got upset with how many times she had to adjust those stinkin' monitors. The day was pretty boring, and I kind of hated being there since it was David's birthday, but I kept hoping I would go into labor and have the twins. Byron was working on the computer and I knew he was under a lot of pressure to get things done, and I was trying not to distract him, so I spent a lot of time reading while he worked. Doctor Wood, my OB, came in on his lunch break to chat with me, and that was fun. He is a riot, and gave me hope that maybe I could still have the babies that day, but he was gone all too soon and Dr. Imbody came back in. He was talking about trying to delay labor as long as possible so they could give me steroid treatments for the twins. Fortunately that was one of the things I had gotten to discuss with Dr. Wood and since he had said it wouldn't make enough of a difference at this point it wasn't worth the risk of trying to get them in me, so we dodged that bullet.
I had been on a "clears" diet when they checked me in because of the c-section thing, but when I got hungry and asked the nurse, she spoke with the doctor and they allowed me to eat a real dinner. The hospital spoils its patients with huge meals, so I was able to order my one allowed meal and Byron and I both got dinner out of it. Around 5 pm I asked Katresha what was going on and what the plan was. She explained that no, I wasn't in labor, and that if I wanted to go home I could, so Byron and I decided that sounded great to us so we could go home and get some rest and see our boys since we had spent David's entire birthday in the hospital. :( Dr. Imbody came in and tried to talk me out of it, telling me he was really concerned the babies would come too early if I was home with my children, and even tried to scare me into staying with a "worst case scenario" that involved my water breaking and the umbilical cord falling out, but Byron, being the super amazing husband he is, stood firm in our decision to go home and didn't abandon me to argue it with the doctor by myself. He finally agreed to let me go home "on bedrest" and under the condition I would go see one of my OB's first thing the next morning. We finally got to my parents house to pick up the boys around 8 or 8:30 and brought them home for bed. It was a really long day, and I was glad to be home to sleep in my own bed with all of my glorious pillows. Hospital pillows are seriously the worst!
Friday morning Byron and I took the boys back to my parents house and headed to my OB appointment. They checked my cervix again and I was dilated to a 5, but Dr. Abtahi still refused to do anything to augment labor before 37 weeks, so we went back to my parents house, picked up the boys and got Caleb on the school bus. Byron stayed home with me the rest of the day, just in case I did go into labor. All the checking of my cervix over the last 24 hours had created some pretty regular contractions, so I was hopeful they would come, but alas, I'm still pregnant. I'm not sure how, but Heavenly Father has a plan for these babies and I trust that they are growing healthy and strong. I'm only mildly worried that spending a week with her head resting in my pelvis will cause a really funky cone head on Hannah, but I'm getting as much rest as I can, and just continuing to pray that all will go well and I'll know when I'm supposed to head for the hospital.
Here are the pictures of their completed nursery. On the blank wall above Gideon's bed I plan on hanging a print of the two of them together, but that obviously can't be done until they're here. hahaha
Since we just have the three bedrooms and one of them is already decorated for boys, I went all out girl on this room and made everything pink and feminine. I love it, and only regret it a tiny bit now that I realize I could have done some kind of cute sailors and mermaids theme after a trip to Hobby Lobby while my mommy was getting ready to decorate for her foreign exchange students. :P
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| Gideon's Crib. We plan on co-sleeping them in the same crib until they're too big and waking each other up all the time., but at least this crib will be up and ready for him when the time comes. |
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| My amazing sister Alyssa handpainted the canvas behind the rocking chair. I love it! |
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| kind of a boring picture I guess, but the frame on the wall was one I painted and made into a little hair bow/headband holder for all her hair accessories. |
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| The view upon walking into the room! So.much.pink. :D |
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