I Think This is Really Going to Happen

Can you make out this picture?  Those are two little baby heads right smack together.  Guess where those heads are located?  Right under my ribs.  Yes, we have two breech babies which means C-Section - end of discussion.  I went in to the doctor this morning for a routine ultrasound, and after an hour, I was suspicious.  The measurements are low - typical for my children.  They are measuring three weeks behind, and there hasn't been any significant or measurable growth in the past two weeks.  The doctor walked in and said, "I think you should have some babies right now."  When I asked him to define "right now," I think he could either sense my nervousness or witness my lip quivering (I was trying very hard not to start sobbing out of panic).  He explained his reasons and then very cautiously monitored the blood flow through each umbilical cord.  He finally decided that we could wait a few days.  I have another appointment on Friday, and as long as the babies keep very active, I may even have another week.

When I called Greg, I think that he too could sense my nervousness.  He was very good and supportive and excited (which helped immensely), and I think it would actually calm his nerves to get these babies out.  It is just so real right now.  With two babies inside of me, I still have two free hands to take care of everything else.  My mother-in-law is really the only person in our family that has had a C-Section.  She assured Greg that even if he is home to help me, I am going to need a lot more help.  We are in the process of writing our "Needs List" and trying to make arrangements for next week.   I am much better at being on the "giving" side of service (just like most of you), but I guess it is my turn to be on the "receiving" end for a little while.  Everyone has been so wonderful, and I seriously have a list of a dozen people who I know I can count on at any moment.  Thank you (ahead of time) for your care for me and our family.  I feel incredibly blessed through all the anxiety.  

Greg took these pictures on Sunday (34 weeks).   He loves these pictures, and I really appreciate them after about six months.  So, it is good that he pushes, I mean "encourages" me.