Hospital Visit #1

Well it has started. Pre-term labor, that is. I knew it was bound to happen with my ever-so active lifestyle and my previous history.

I think I over did it last weekend by going on the fabulous ward camp-out. I just sat and relaxed but it proved to be too much. Maybe with the elevation change and sleep-less night??

So Sunday, I took it easy. I stayed home from church and slept, slept, slept.

Monday rolled around and Tyler happened to have that day off so I slept, slept, slept again. Still no relief. My contractions were pretty constant plus I had this horrible pressure feeling and lower back pain. Shooting back pain, I should say. I just knew something wasn't right. Still, I waited it out. I don't want to be one of those over-reactive patients who calls their doctor for everything. Come on, this is my third pregnancy.

So Tuesday rolls around and my discomfort is still there to no avail. I decide to put a call into my Doc and she practically told me to get my butt up to the hospital right away. Good thing I did.

They got me right in. I was treated like royalty. Probably because I'm high risk with twins.. but it made me feel special nonetheless. They knew who I was and why I was there without me even saying anything!

They hooked me up to some monitors and did a quick ultrasound.



The diagnosis:

I'm 50% effaced
Dilated to almost a 1
steady contractions/irritability



The treatment:

awful Turbutaline (2 injections might I add)





After almost 4 hours of being monitored, I got the okay to head home. I am now on bed rest and complete pelvic rest (sorry hun).


The goal is to be pregnant for 10 more weeks. I can't believe 10 weeks is all I have left! Seriously. Time flies!


The babies are doing awesome though. Strong little suckers. They did not like those straps on my belly.

I have an ultrasound in the morning just to double check everything......