22 Weeks

I love Sundays. My favorite day of the week. I look forward to reading what you two are doing and how you're growing each week. I then get to head to church, which is usually followed by fabulous family time.

Unfortunately, today was not one of those Sundays. I woke up to some stress....12 contractions within 45 minutes. My pills work great for the first 2 hours and then do absolutely nothing for the next two hours. I immediately called the doctor. I was reassured by the seriousness in which she was taking this situation, yet the encouragement she gave us as well. "First of all, let's not panic over contractions. The majority of women who have contractions like this make it to full term. In fact, some of them even then need inducing! So, this doesn't mean you're going into labor. That being said, 12 is a very high number in under an hour. And with you having twins we don't want to take anything lightly. We are going to be as aggressive as we can with these. Let's up your pills to every three hours, that's as high as we can go, and if you have 5 in an hour, straight to labor and delivery."

This was at 9:15. I know by taking a pill, I could buy myself another hour, but that most likely we'd be heading to the hospital today. So, at 11:30, more than five contractions later, we were packed up and headed towards the hospital.

And what a lovely afternoon we had there. Crazy shots, an IV, and constant poking and prodding were in store for me for the next five or so hours. I was thankful to see you sweet boys again, wiggling around like crazy. I was thankful to hear your beautiful heartbeats again too. Now if only these doctors could get your momma under control!

caught sneaking his lunch during our visit

 

busted sleeping...hospital visits are exhausting

getting some love from my momma

Nothing really seems to be working for me. Pills and shots worked for a bit, but did not stop my contractions completely. So, if we have another 5 contractions in an hour, it's back to the hospital for more shots and possibly back to the drawing board. It seems like the second I even get into a sitting position, the contractions start back up. So, except for my stroll to the car to get to the hospital, I am flat on my back and trying my hardest to will these contractions to stop! I'm glad you two are still okay, I just wish my body would calm down a bit. I'm trying to stay focused on the positive in all this -- and that of course is you two. But it's tricky not to worry when all you do all day is lay in bed. I know you are our miracle babies and I know God has great things in store for you two. It wasn't easy to get to you and nothing went as planned, but God put you in our lives for a purpose. So, we will continue this crazy, beautiful journey to you, with prayerful hearts that you continue to grow strong and healthy.

The song I heard on the way to the hospital. Perfection.
From where I'm standing
Lord it's so hard for me to see
Where this is going
And where You're leading me
I wish I knew how
All my fears and all my questions
Are gonna play out
 
In a world I can't control
When I'm lost in the mystery
To You my future is a memory
Cause You're already there
You're already there
Standing at the end of my life
Waiting on the other side
And You're already there
You're already there
 
From where You're standing
Lord, You see a grand design
That You imagined
When You breathed me into life
And all the chaos
Comes together in Your hands
Like a masterpiece
Of Your picture perfect plan
 
One day I'll stand before You
And look back on the life I've lived
I can't wait to enjoy the view
And see how all the pieces fit