Life

Last week is what I call 'real life'. I love to blog for me, really that is why I do it. I go back and remind myself of things or catch up or just reminisce. Most often I like to remember all the good but there are times when the good comes with the not so good. So we had a 'not so good' kinda week last week. But we made it and truly through it all I think we grew. I keep singing myself the song "life's a dance we learn as we go, sometimes we lead and sometimes we follow". If you know me I never have words right to songs so that might be wrong! But truly I lead a lot and this week I was made to follow and follow all that was thrown our way.

So it began Monday with our dear oh bother not looking alive. Builder and I were both up early for the 28 week appt and headed down the steps usually I'm greeted by some nudges but not today. Maybe that should have been a sign! We was fine just not ready for the week. Then headed to our long appointment. It started well and ended well but the in between was long and scary. I don't think I ever took it for granted but that appointment made me so thankful for the past 28 healthy weeks with these babes and the 40 with ek. Yes I am sick being pregnant but that is no big deal. All in all we have 2 healthy babes right now, there is some concern around the growth percentages. All babies are different in growth patterns but when you have two its tricky and has to be watched so that we can ensure we are doing what's best for both. Right now A is growing faster than its growth line and B is slower . What they are watching is a possible cross in blood veins from the placentas. So on Monday the were trying to get a read on this and then moved me into the stress test. All planned for twins with my doc starting at 28 weeks. However I had no idea what a stress test was and side more was not dressed properly for the mass amounts if gel and handling my stomach would undergo. Cords and a silkish bottom up shirt was a terrible choice. That was not my concern but aided in the discomfort. So after failed attempts on the test I was given the news. I truly have prepared myself for rolling with the flow on this pregnancy and just going with it. However I will never be prepared fully to hear, " we need to admit you to the hospital and if we can't get a good read possible keep you for the long haul". It was not said in that short sentence but that was the high view. Tears started and could not be stopped. So fast forward it all checked out and I got to go Home! I have done a lot of reflecting on that time and what's ahead of me. Nobody truly knows but I can tell you this I can do this and I will because wait... I get home and get ek. Sitting on the porch just enjoying the moment and just tired. Pappa, what is happening. Ek getting sick all over both of us...I looked up and said I will take this over being stuck at a hospital.

So the week went on and one by one we all got a terrible 24 hour flu bug. I can't even count the loads of laundry, cans of Lysol, and cleaning we did. It got us all.

So as I approach each Monday I remind myself. Life is hard and I have always said that getting through the tough spots defines who we are and doesn't mean we can't cry, be scared and have our moments because that is real, but then we have to push hard to get where we want to be and then in the end enjoy the outcome. I will also wear cotton clothing tomorrow!

Note to ek and twins: Your momma and pappa would do anything for you and never think we are not right beside you. It doesn't always have to be physical, you all are always at the top of our minds and we always have a hand on your shoulder. Love you.