Friday, June 22, 2012

Passive Superstition Be Gone

I think I have not been posting through a mix of passive superstition, by not typing things it is totally logical that I'm not tempting fate (right?), and honestly just not wanting to process some thoughts.  Neither of these was a conscious move, just kind of happened.  But I got forced to a few thoughts, including realizing that I wasn't writing anything for silly/nonexistent reasons, so here I am.

First thought: at some point in the last week or so, my expectation has changed from this could result in 0, 1 or 2 babies to there will be 2.  Yesterday morning, my OB was as usual sitting in the rocking chair beside my bed chatting and writing up my chart and when she finished she asked if I had anything else.  And then said that she thought there was something else and that I sometimes get a look where she knows I'm thinking something, but she just doesn't know what it was.  I felt oddly stressed, but couldn't identify what it was.  In thinking after, I think it really was just that I'd made the transition to expecting 2, and thus exposing myself.

That's my big thought.  Figure I should give a status update and summary now since I have been so non-communicative.  However, just like with Chiron/Aurelia, I've actually done a good job through Facebook and it's hard to keep straight what I've said where, so figure I'll just go general here.

Two new things were declared by the OBs this week: next baby who pulls a hijink is getting born at that time and bring her sister with her and we are staying through delivery.  Why, you ask?  Well, Monday when we actually were at the point of considering discharge in the next couple days, Righty aka baby A, started having late decels followed by tachycardia on our normal morning strip.  Initially responded with trying positional changes while a nurse got the oxygen setup in place.  Then she called the OB and had her look at the strip just to be sure she knew what was going on and the OB told the nurse that we were going to c-section them and to start an IV, get labs drawn and get me moving towards L&D.  Then in the thirty minutes all that was going on little miss behaved perfectly and so my OB backtracked and said we would do 24 hours of monitoring.  No more incidents occurred after that, so was shipped back to stable antepartum, but it was declared that these two were out of chances.

Background: at 25 weeks, I had a cold and my body started contracting/dilating in response to there is stress on the system, lets do something to simplify.  Stayed in-patient for ten days, things calmed down and was discharged to home bedrest at 26&2.  Then at 28&5 I was at the perinatologist for normal BPP and Lefty, aka baby B, was having variable decelerations and some moderate bradycardia on her NST.  He wasn't worried, but wanted to make sure that it stopped rather than continued and since it was 5 pm, sent me over to L&D for two hours of monitoring.  Instead of discharge after two hours, I instead got another 2 rounds of steroid shots and was admitted.  She continued having some of these events until the morning of 30&5 when there was some insane fetal motion and I again started having contractions.  Had dilated more and so went over to L&D.  By middle of the day, I was having beautiful, rhythmic contractions of mountains and values every 2.5 minutes and it looked like we were heading towards birth.  Then it just petered out.  Stayed in monitoring in L&D another day and a half and then back to stable antepartum.  Good news of that event was the huge motion was Lefty moving from transverse to breech and as a result seemed to have gotten her leg or whatever out of the cord loop and we haven't seen variables at all, much less bradycardia from her since.  Then on Monday, at 32&5 we had the late decels event with Righty.

So, now I'm back to hanging out in stable antepartum.  Looking pretty stable and while I have a couple rounds of regularish contractions a day, nothing significant.  Both babies are behaving on their strips and so we continue on.  The delivery date barring someone misbehaving ahead of then is July 19 at 37&1.  My OB, who you may remember is really amazing, competent and just a good human, just left my room and is heading out on vacation and will be out of town until July 2.  Of course, there will be other OBs on call and I know them all, but I am spoiled and really prefer MY OB, so think behaving thoughts through at least July 2. That would also get us to 34&5, which I would count as pretty awesome.

That's my ramble and now some random pictures because captions are fun.

Chiron playing around with one of the new strollers while hanging out at Trajan's swim lesson.
Trajan is by the rail waiting at swim.
Amusing nurses with hijinks and jocularity make the world better.
So do nurses drawing fun pictures.
And awesome coworkers who bring amusing things as well as folding zombies out of paper!
And grandparents who come into town and amuse boys and generally help.
As well as hold little boys with colds when the pass out.
Friends coming by, talking, bringing food, amusement and even making a five-foot tall kangaroo makes the world a lot better as well.
So do wonderful friends who I've actually never met in person who amuse me every single day on multiple occasions and have sent more surprises, notes and thoughts than I ever would have imagined.
Even being challenged to a massive hamburger eating contest is pretty cool.  And as a bonus, you see here the pictures that some amazing friends I work with thought to print and bring up (and some of the zombies!).
This little man loves wandering around the hospital on our 30-minute wheelchair privileges and is amazing us with all he's mastered.
This little man prefers to be silly and luckily there are some great nurses who go along with it!
These three are pretty awesome and photographic evidence that Trajan may come here to play iPad almost as much as to see me.
Happy, loving boys

I don't have an innie or an outie now, I have a flattie.  Also, tell the kids at home not to pierce their belly button because even if it's only for two days due to some impulsivity and fun with roommates, it will stretch to impressive size as a scar.  And my first two skin marks ever appear below on diagonals on each side.


  1. Thank you for the update.

    I had a feeling superstition might be holding you back. Honestly I don't fault you one bit for the thought process behind not posting.

    Glad to hear you have a supportive, caring OB and will definitely think behaving thoughts between now and July 2nd.

    Looks like patient care staff, friends, family, and coworkers are making your stay as enjoyable as possible. The paper zombies and the balloon kangaroo are AWESOME!!

    Love the picture of Chiron racked out on Grandma's shoulder.

    I have to know... did you finish that massive cheeseburger in one sitting?

    Happy, healthy, well-behaved thoughts being sent Wileydise's way.

    Take care, Amy

    1. I did, nine patties worth. What's funny is the friend who gave the challenge actually only ate six of his. I was kind done with about 8 of them eaten, but I decided I was so close that I should dig deep and do it and so I did!

    2. :) :) :)

      Love your spunk, tenacity, stick-to-itiveness, and willpower. If your kiddos get 1/8th of any/all those things from you, they'll do well in life


      P.S. Is it sad that I am super stoked that you responded to my comment? :}
      Just call me lame sauce.

  2. Same here, with the belly button piercing PSA. If I could go back in time and warn myself what pregnancy would do to that thing...Love the kangaroo and zombies. hang in there, you girls are doing great!!

  3. I can't WAIT to see what you wear with that belly on the 4th of July !
    I'm pushing for the 17th girl. I KNOW you can DO IT !!!

    Great pictures. LOVE the bunny balloon. So awesome.
    Who won the burger eating contest ?

    1. Crushed him like a bug! This was actually friend two to show up with a huge burger and a challenge. We have a third who is discussing doing it with 11 or 12, but I'm trying to avoid responding to him!

      I am a bit clothes limited as I wear whatever the heck Paul shows up with! And apparently maternity is confusing, so large guys' tshirts are the easy option.

  4. FYI. My two were born at 34 and 5. And they are fantabulous. But for you, I will pray for 35 and 5! I don't know why. It just has a ring to it.