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I’m going to make this fast as it is 10:40 pm and I’m tired, but our readers get so worried when we don’t post! This morning they woke me up at 4:00 am to take the Procardia, then a little while later I had a contraction. That made me worried it was going to start up again, but there was just one. Then I had one at 6 am and 8 am. Tadd urged me to call the nurse because I was getting anxious. I know that 3 contractions in a 4 HOUR PERIOD is nothing to be concerned about. I was becoming that patient, the one that constantly calls afraid their body wasn’t getting any oxygen. Anyways the nurse came in and put me on the monitor for an hour. There was one contraction and it wasn’t a big deal. Again I was told it was normal and Dr. Soffici doesn’t getting worried till it is over 5 contractions in an hour. That calmed my nerves. Then it was on to our favorite activity of the day: finding the twins heart rates. I tried to tell the nurse it was almost a lost cause to try and get them both on the monitor at the same time. She gave it her best shot then gave up and just monitored one at a time. Both wouldn’t stay still long enough to get a good recording so we had to keep trying, the nurse said “they have a mind of their own don’t they?!” Tadd was going to stay but he had a 10 am meeting so I kicked him out. I know it is hard for him to go to work and leave me. He is being such a trooper taking care of EVERYTHING while I’m just lying around.

My dad came in to pick up my mom. They had a long road ahead so I wasn’t able to visit with my dad for very long. I’m sad they had to leave but my mom said she would be back in a week. I’ve gotten very good at entertaining myself: latch hook rug, drink a liter of water, read the paper, drink a liter of water, write thank you notes, drink a liter of water. Oh yeah throw getting up to pee in there every 45 minutes and thats my day. I am now peeing clear urine I have drank so much water! I guess water intoxication is not a concern when you’re pregnant with twins. As I was talking to my parents the nurse came in with the syringe full of steroids. I was trying to say my good-byes and she just stood in the corner waiting. I hate when I KNOW it is coming for awhile. I like when they just lay it on you what they are going to do and then do it. It is not in the back of your mind that a inch and a half long needle has a date with your derrière. So I finally went through all my hugs and kisses and goodbyes and then the shot. Even the nurses description made the anticipation worse “Sorry but this going to be a deep muscle shot and it will sting”. Yea! Kudos to the nurse for excellent IM injection technique, though the medication did hurt. My butt felt like I had accidentally gotten hit by a baseball. Guess what??? I get another one tomorrow! I would do it everyday if it meant a better chance for the twins. I’ll stop with the ‘woe is my butt story”. The blood sugars have been ok. Higher than normal but not over 200, my highest was 176. Tadd ratted me out when he told Dr. Soffici that I had a roll with dinner (it is better to not eat carbs with the steroids if you can help it). I swear he is quick to sell me down the river. So I got a little lecture on how I should know better but then again he thought the blood sugars were ok.

I still had more contractions today than yesterday but they are chalking it up to the babies getting bigger and my not getting out of bed fast enough to empty my bladder. Don’t drink enough water: contractions, don’t empty your bladder fast enough: contractions. It is a damned if you do, damned if you don’t situation.

Dee and the older boys came into visit. They always lighten my day. That and the story that Dee told me of how angelic the boys looked lighting candles for the twins at church. She said she started to tear up and then noticed the middle one was playing with the flaming stick used to light the candle. Yup, those are my chicken heads!

So today went well. We made it through another day, even though Tadd looks exhausted. Tadd said he wishes he could trade places with me but for those of you who know Tadd know that wouldn’t be a good idea! Good thing I love him so much.

Another thing we found out was that we had miscalculated how many days till 28 weeks. In reality we only have 28 days left till 28 weeks!!!!! I feel like the tortoise, slow and steady…..