Ups and Downs

So what's crazy is that I've been on complete bed-rest now for a bit over 9 weeks (11 weeks including the 2 weeks partial bed-rest I was on prior to that!!) I think this is my first marathon, and I'm starting to think I might complete it!!



It's been an up and down week for me - I've really struggled emotionally on some days. On Monday I really didn't want Leigh to go to work. I had no reason, except I just wanted him to sit beside me - and I cried pretty much the entire day about everything - EVERTHING!! This lovely hormonal surge came back a number of times throughout the week. I think Leigh deserves some sort of medal for making it through and being so kind to me.

At my fetal assessment appointment this week - I was greeted with fantastic news about the development of the kids - they are right on track! But there was also a bit of concern about having a bit higher blood sugar level at my gestational diabetes test, which resulted in a consult with a specialist. I was so angry about this.
"Am I not doing enough?" I inwardly yelled. "Do I have to have gestational diabetes too!?"

So I ranted about it for awhile, and of course finally found some perspective and eventually realised, that there is no other place I'd rather be than being a mom to these kids. This is what I want! This is what I lost! So if being a mom to these kids today means resting in bed, and keeping my sugars low, that is exactly what I'm going to do.

I had another friend say the right thing at the right time...
"Don't worry about gestational. It's just a few more weeks of keeping you sugars right, maybe a bit of insulin to help. Nothing to worry about. You'll do great! "

And it gave me the confidence to know that I could do it! And took away some of the anxiety as well. After meeting with the specialist - we found it was just that, and he was so good at making me not worry, while still helping me to know how to get on top of this!

Yesterday morning I was woken up by some squirmy babies, and couldn't figure out how one of them could be kicking so consistently for so long. I counted 100 "kicks" and finally woke Leigh up to show him too - and he thought it was weird too. It wasn't till later when I was telling a friend of mine about it, that we realised it was hiccups! How amazing. The poor thing got hiccups 2 more times after that on the same day... I think the other baby thought the hiccup movements were fighting gestures, as they were doing their best to fight back...which wasn't as pleasant or cute!


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