Monday was a holiday so Gabe was home with me all day which was great because I really didn't feel good, I felt sick all day feeling like I wanted to throw up with bad acid reflux. I also had another (my 5th this pregnancy I think...) huge meltdown... I just wanted this pregnancy to be over, I wanted them out, and then I felt guilty about wanting them out because I know they still need to grow, then I was worried about if I was going to be up to par when they were here or if I was going to go into a huge post-partum depression state... all sorts of breakdown worthy thoughts. I'm really glad he was home to help me get through it, he's pretty incredible that husband of mine! That night, Gabe went for a drive and I decided it would be a good idea to try and take care of my ever growing toenails. I thought I could do like I always do, just grab a corner and rip the end off (yes, I realize that this is not the best method)... well, my whole toenail came off! It started bleeding and wouldn't stop... so trying to get it cleaned up and put a band-aid on it when I can barely bend over to touch my toes was so much fun! It must have taken me 20 minutes and 5 band-aids before I actually accomplished my task. I don't know what happened there but I guess my toenails are falling off now... good times!
I had an appointment with my OB this week and she asked me if I had gotten balloons from people for making it to 30 weeks and still being at home... haha.... the other triplet mom in the area is about 5 weeks behind me and she's already in the hospital. I hope she's ok! I guess getting to where I am is quite an accomplishment! The doc has officially cut me off from driving... not that I was doing much of it anyway but I'm stubborn enough that I will keep doing something until a professional tells me to stop so I guess I have to stop! I was also advised to keep horizontal unless I have to go to the bathroom or get food or whatever. I've noticed now that if I sit up for longer than 5 minutes, I start getting cramps that go away after a while if I lay down on my left side. So even just sitting down now is not something I can do without feeling real discomfort. We had a dinner last night with Gabe's family, including his great uncle Bernard whom I enjoy tremendously. They brought our dining table in the living room so that I could join them at the table long enough to eat and then I laid down right after but I was still able to participate, so that was fun. We had an amazing laughter filled evening (with great food!!).
I started blood thinners this week due to my constant horizontal state and risk of blood clots. Gabe had to come learn how to give the shot to me as I really don't think I could give them to myself. The nurse explained it to him and said that she wanted to watch him do it. The last time he had to give me a shot, he didn't have to look really, just stab, but this time, he had to go in at a 45 degree angle... I don't know where he went to school, but his 45 degrees looked more like 80 degrees and the moment he went in the nurse said something along the lines of "her leg isn't a dart board honey". Anyways, he got the job done and he's gotten better every night. The solution burns as it goes in though so he keeps thinking he's hurting me so he feels bad but we gotta do what we gotta do!
I went to the school this week to get my flu shot and it was great to see many of my co-workers and as soon as the bell went off all I heard as I waddled down the hall was "Madame", "Hi Madame", "Guess what I have in Math this year Madame"... If you're a teacher who loves their students, getting out of a school when the bell rings is not an easy feat! Made me realize how much I truly miss them all...
We got out dishwasher all set up, WOO HOO!!!!! Not that I can fill it or empty it, but it still makes me happy. We also got an additional countertop and I (well my mother) was able to empty all our numerous boxes and I finally got my kitchen back! It's looking good!! My mother finished making the black out curtains for the baby room, they look amazing! We also got the third crib that was given to us and a friend of ours came to help assemble it (thanks Liam!). As I stood in the room, all finished and ready for the babies, I was able to see them all (hopefully) sleeping and I got a little emotional...
My rash is doing soooooooo much better, it's almost gone! The OB prescribed me some anti-itch cream that has a side effect of drowsiness... SCORE!!! So not only am I not that itchy any more overnight but I have something that helps me sleep, it's pretty awesome. Between the creams and the pill, I'm almost rash/itchiness free... what a relief!!! Now if I could only find a magical pill that helps with the acid reflux I might have a few great nights of sleep before the babies come! Zantax doesn't seem to help and neither does Gaviscon... well I say that but who knows how much worse it might be if I didn't take it, and I don't want to chance it. Trust me, waking up with vomit in your mouth is not the most pleasant way to wake up!
I laid low pretty much all week except for the hospital/school appointments. I had a great visit with friends on Thursday afternoon. One of them is expecting a little girl at the beginning of Dec so we may have our babies at the same time! It felt good to gossip :)
As I don't have much to do these days except for TV, reading and thinking, it got me thinking of all the things I miss that I always took for granted. I miss my normal clothes, being able to easily bend over (at least this has forced me to bend with my knees and not my back...HA!), rolling over in bed without sounding like a wounded hippo (I'm sure that's how they sound), getting a good workout in and sweating, doing housework (yeah, I actually miss it.. I must be losing my mind), shaving my legs, wearing my really nice fall boots (all I can wear at the moment are slippers), cooking a nice meal (and not just rolling a banana into a wrap with honey and peanut butter, although it's amazingly delish!), going for a walk with my husband and dog, working (yeah, I miss my work...so much!), getting in my car and going to visit a friend, etc... I have to keep reminding myself that it's not permanent and how lucky I am for that! NEVER take any of those small things for granted because some of us can't do these things and some will never be able to do them so appreciate all that you can do, even if it's just bending over to tie your shoes... so many precious things!
My mother asked my OB how much longer she thinks I'll go, and the doctor said she hasn't seen anyone go past 34 weeks. The specialists say that I may even go 36 weeks... so who knows? My mother just left this morning for a quick 10 day trip to Florida to take a break before the hustle and bustle of the babies arrive so let's hope I make it at least another 10 days! Of course, she's taken every insurance available to make sure she can come back anytime, but I'd like her to have a break before the hurricane hits this household! I was thinking of playing a joke on her and telling her tomorrow that I had to have the babies, but I can't be too cruel and worry her more than she already does!
I'm still enjoying feeling the babies in my belly but honestly, it's the only thing about this pregnancy at this point that I'm still enjoying. I just know that I won't ever have that feeling again and that makes me sad but the moment I see their faces will take all the sadness away...
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| My boobs don't even look that big anymore compared to my huge belly! Babies are supposed to be the size of a pineapple this week and all over 3 lbs! |
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| Don't mind the stretch marks, but I guess I am one of the unlucky ones who got them! |
And now a word from Gabe.... (I've wanted him to do this for a while now!)
So my lovely wife has been asking me to write in her blog for a while now and I haven't really got around to it but today seemed like a good day to start since I was talking to my friend Nesha on Facebook and after asking how MC was doing she also asked me how I was doing in all this and we got to talking about about it. A lot of people, not all, and certainly not my wife, forget that it can be demanding on the spouse of the said pregnant lady. I know my wife is a very strong woman and this is very demanding on her in many ways as she has shared in her posts. I think she is amazing in the way she is handling all of this and in no way am I taking anything away from her but there is the other side of the coin.
As you know for the last couple of months MC has been very restricted in what she can do around the house and rightfully so. Pretty much the only thing she was able to do was the dishes. That left me with a lengthy list of things to do, chores around the house and of course going to work Monday to Friday. When I get home from work I know that she is bored out of her mind and who wouldn't be so I spend some time with her talking or watching tv with her but I also have to try to find time to try and keep the house tidy (which I haven't been on top of much), doing laundry, getting groceries, assembling cribs, assembling shelves, putting a new roof on our leaky shed, building shelves in the shed to try to store things and the list goes on. It seems like the minute we get one room cleaned and organised the mess just really moved to another room. Very challenging finding a place for all this stuff.
It is mentally draining finding the balance between spending time with my wife, getting things done around the house, running errands outside the house and trying to find some me time. I feel guilty leaving my wife at home to run errands when I know she is home alone....again....and probably bored. But through it all, I love her very much and I wouldn't change it for the world! (well, maybe I'd hire a maid if we could afford it).
MC seems to be poking fun at my poking her with a needle at 45 degrees. I have very good intentions of stabbing her at a 45 degree angle but when my hand starts to approach with the needle I worry that might come in to low at a 25-30 degree angle and then might skim her leg, not make penetration and stab myself instead so that's really why I end up with an 80 degree. It's for my own protection really.
As for her not being able to drive any more I'm happy the doctor told her not to drive any more because I was worried. She had to put her driving foot in an awkward position because her belly (and the babies) are in the way. If something would have happened that she needed to slam on the breaks she could have broken her ankle or even worse she could have missed the brakes because of this awkward position and not been able to stop. So the doctor made the right call. I can imagine it is very tough to give up that last bit of independence she had during the pregnancy but it is for the family's safety and only temporary.
A big thanks to all who have helped me out with my never ending list of things to do to get ready for the babies including my brother in law Eric, my buddies that I can always count on and most of all my dad. Finally a big thanks to Liam for helping me set up the last crib. It was nice to hang out and chat. While talking he mentioned how he shared a room with two of his brothers growing up and how my boys will obviously have to share a room for a while and it made me realise how materialistic our society has become. It's like everyone wants the biggest house, the newest of everything and the best of everything. I'm not saying with our family that a larger house wouldn't be nice but all we really need is each other and we will find ways to make it all work. Family is what is really important and it saddens me that a lot of us, myself included, often lose sight of that. A roof over our heads, a place to sleep, food on the table and love in our hearts is what we need, what we have, and what matters...
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