Woe Is Me Wednesday

I haven't complained much. I don't really have a right to complain - you two are still safe and healthy. We agreed at the start of this hospital stay, "whatever it takes." So, that's what I'm doing. Whatever it takes with a smile on my face...the majority of the time. Today was one of those days where we were all just feeling a little sluggish. Mine started last night with a terrible migraine.

Background info:

The rotating of nurses is typically one at 7 AM  and a new one at 7 PM. It was working perfectly. However, Monday and Tuesday, I got a new nurse around 3 PM and 11 PM. So instead of monitoring fetal heart tones twice a day, each nurse would monitor at start of their shift (even though doctor's orders call for a twice a day. I'm starting to doubt my new nurses even read my chart, especially when they ask, "You haven't had any contractions have you?") I say this to explain the fun in my evening last night. 

At 9 last night I decided to try and sleep off the migraine. Since our stay here the nurses have said, "If you're sleeping, we won't bother you" (unless it's a nurse from the lab to draw blood...who tend to roll in between 5 and 6 AM, fun times!). So I snuggled in and fell asleep. At 11 PM I heard a nurse come in and ask, "Is she sleeping?" and your dad nodded yes (oh how I love him!). So, out they went, for what I assumed was the night. 

Wrong. 12:40 AM all my lights were turned on and I hear, "Hi Courtney, we came in earlier and you were sleeping. Thought we'd try again now." Ah yes, that makes perfect sense. Why would I be sleeping after midnight if I was already asleep at 11?

She proceeded to do all kinds of routine check ups, fetal heart tones, you name it. I tried to fall back asleep once she left, but ten minutes later, in walks the assistant flipping on all the lights again (your poor father!). She chipperly announced, "Just here to get your blood pressure and temperature." Of course, it would make no sense for the nurse to have done that during her thorough exam. 

The assistant then proceeds to have a conversation with the half-sleeping, exhausted pregnant woman. And here is where I almost lost my sleep deprived mind...

"Twins, huh?"

"Yep."

"Bet that was a shock." not really "Do twins run in your family?" 

"Nope."

"Do you know what they are?"

"Two boys."

"Oh what a shame. You hate to hear that. You always hope for one of each when you have twins." Um, excuse me?! I'm not even supposed to be pregnant. We are over the moon with our little boys and so grateful to be given these precious lives! Who says that??

Instead I gave an awkward chuckle, "Yeah, my husband is a twin and he has a sister."

"Well see, they do run in your family." Mh-hmm. Fraternal twins is passed down through the female side. So the fact that my mother-in-law had twins and now I'm having twins is completely related (not!). Not to mention the fact that IVF was involved. Glad to see you're in the medical field, on the baby floor, and understand the workings of the reproductive system. 

Instead, "Mh-hmm." 

"Alright well you let us know if you need anything." Yep, to go to sleep. Thanks!

"Ok. Thank you."

And out she went. Unfortunately, I was so thrown off by her calling my two miracles "a shame," that I was then up for the next hour and a half. 

Four hours later, around 6:30, I woke up to snuggle with your dad before he left to go to work. As I began to doze back off, at 6:50 a nurse loudly comes in, "Hello? Need anything, Courtney??" Why she didn't wait to see if I was sleeping I don't know. But by this point, I was beyond annoyed. It had been a long night; what I needed was to be left alone and to sleep. 

At 7:10 the assistant was back to recheck my vitals. 

At 7:20 I decided to give up when the nurse returned to check fetal heart tones again. 

By the time my sister and mom arrived at 10 AM, I was exhausted. My shower hadn't helped to wake me up and I just felt blah. Lucky for me, Aunt Aubrey was feeling a little blah too. So we enjoyed feeding each other's "woe is me" attitude. Poor Zsu Zsu, she came in happy as can be, but probably left feeling blah too!

Still, even though energy was a little low today, I count it a good day. I have great family who come and visit me everyday. When they leave they take our laundry, check on our house, get our mail...you name it. You both are still well and healthy. We are now almost halfway through week 24! So, I may be a little sluggish today, but in the words of your father, it's still, "one more day!" So, we celebrate that.

Went to the bathroom, leaving your dad alone for 30 seconds, I came back to find a visitor had snuck in...