32 Weeks

Not exactly as I had imagined it would be. Seems I`m to be stuck in the hospital suspended in a perpetual state of false labour for the time being.
This started on Saturday with Braxton Hicks Contractions and hasn`t stopped since. Finally by Tuesday afternoon I admitted to myself that it was probably time to have this all checked out. The staff brought me in, hooked me up and we watched while I had contractions. I was scheduled for a morning ultrasound for the next day.
I should point out right away that the girls are wonderful. They both weigh 4lb 12oz. Baby B still has a fair bit of fluid around her and this is probably contributing to this condition which they call "Irritable Uterus". On the down side, my cervix has begun to shorten and I am 30 % effaced. The cervix has softened. And I'm still having contractions.
So here I am on complete bed rest at St. Francois D'Assise if anyone is looking for me. :) I don't know precisely how long I'll be in here so if you are so inclined, send a little positive energy or a prayer our way that all this settles down and I can go home with all my buns in the oven 'cause Lord knows there's no such thing as rest in a hospital!

31 Weeks

Welcome to the new Blog! I thought I'd try out this format for a bit to see if it better suits our needs. It'll take me a bit to get used to it, since I've never blogged before, nor do I have much experience with other blogs.
So we saw Dr Belhumeur on Tuesday as our Dr was on vacation. This was good in a way, since his English was quite good, and we gained some new perspective. Unfortunately, we feel a bit left in limbo. Nobody really knows our pregnancy except us (and I suppose you!). The bad news is as we expected. The girls are both lying transverse (sideways) and don't have a lot of room to turn. We're not so far as to schedule a C-section yet, but that's the way it's looking. We've got our next three ultra sounds lined up (thanks again Ivan, my hero!) so we'll watch and wait and see what they do. Otherwise, there really isn't much more to report. It looks like we were confused about which hospital that we will deliver in. We are not considered high-risk here in Quebec, and so these cowboys are happy to deliver in their level II facility. So for now, it looks like we're going to have them at St Francois d'Assis. This is a bit ironic since Ivan and I have been having our ultrasounds here and each time we've expressed how greatful we were that we were NOT delivering at this hospital. I don't actually know that there is anything wrong with it per se, it just doesn't instill a feeling of security in us like the IWK in Halifax did, or indeed even the level III hospital here that we visited. It's less modern and comfortable. It's small, no parking and not set up to handle the girls if something goes wrong. They'd have to be moved to the other hospital. I just can't understand why, with twins, you would want to take the chance. Anyway, that was an emotional event yesterday that I'm just happy to have behind us. Again, thanks to my amazing husband for taking control and going to the hospital to sort this out. Can you imagine this tall handsome man in a navy uniform marching into the maternity hospital insisting that his pregnant wife be taken on and treated? Those women didn't stand a chance! In the end though, it was not to be. But a girl sure feels taken care of.