Saturday, March 29, 2008

MIA

Wondering where I've been? It's called lack of internet access :) I am alive and actually doing quite well. Loving my new home. The kids are adjusting well. And currently Mike is home- a MAJOR plus in my book. I had a doctor's appointment yesterday and it went GREAT! Boys look good, I'm doing good- and in 4 weeks the doctor says I'm "golden"... um, that means I can have babies... SCARY!

Well, I hope to keep up more than I have been. Just know for now that all is well.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

A 3 hour tour.


Sit right back and you'll hear a tale... a tale of a fateful trip... that started at the doctor's office and made me want to flip...

I arrived punctually at the office with my dear mother-in-law in tow. And we proceeded to wait and wait. They had me go back and forth across the offices several times. I will spare you the boring details. Mike was with Samuel at his follow-up appt. at CHKD and even though his appt. was 45 minutes AFTER mine they finished well before I did. Over 3 hours! Enough complaining... here's the good news!

The boys are measuring 2 lbs. 13 oz. and 2 1bs. 10 oz. And although there is a "generous" amount of fluid they are saying it's NOT Polyhydramneous- which they had thought originally. So yeah! I'm still having contractions and am on medicine to help with that.

I'm exhausted and worn out but am grateful that the boys are measuring well and that things seem smooth. I don't need to go back to the office for another 2 weeks.

Mike and I went over to the house tonight and discovered that we now have electricity! We unpacked some boxes and got to talk for a while... He took me out to dinner and it was just nice to have time by ourselves. Relaxing. Not at the hospital or the doctor's or cleaning up throw-up.

Samuel's appt. went well. The doctors want us to keep a close eye on him but are otherwise pleased. He also needs to see a pulminologist ASAP.

so there you go. That's the update for now. Time for bed. Mike's going to be spending the morning at the DMV and then we're heading over to the house with the kids- they haven't seen the house yet. I can't wait. I love this house. I really do. It warms my heart...

Well, goodnight.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Samuel and Mike are back home :) Just wanted you to know.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Home?

What is home? This is the question that is on my mind right now. We're not living at our new house yet. Still waiting for power and such. But I am comfy cozy on the Napier's couch just having finished up some strawberry yogurt and a delicious salad. It was nice my parents had dropped Libby off and ended up staying. My friend Laura came by with some muffins (banana, Ghiradelli chocolate chip!) and she ended up staying too. And what am I doing out of the hospital? Oh just simply my favorite maternal/fetal doctor sent me on my merry way. still having contractions and on medicine but she didn't want to keep me just for an ultra-sound tomorrow so on Tuesday I will see her again. Finished up my steroids shots.

So they wheeled me over to CHKD and I hung out waiting for Samuel to get out... no such luck. So Mike drove me back to his parents and went back to be with Samuel.

Tomorrow is Mike's BIG 3-0. I'm glad I can at least be out of the hospital to be with him... but hope that he'll be back here with Samuel tomorrow.

Some friends of ours went to our new place and started some unpacking for us. It was a great lift.

Anyway, just glad to be out of the hospital and "home" now.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Just Keep Breathing.

Dear Friends, as I sit and write this my arm is strapped to an IV where I'm receiving fluids and anti-biotics. I've already begun round 1 of steroids for the boys' lung development and I'm getting my cervix checked regularly. The contractions are consistent but not productive. I'm supposed to be in the hospital (Norfolk General hospital) until Monday... Mike's 30th birthday. On Monday they're going to a detailed anatomy ultrasound of the boys. But that's not all. Samuel is the in the hospital too! Samuel is next door, also in Norfolk at the Children's Hospital of the King's Daughter's. Mike dropped me off at the E.R. at Sentara and went next door to CHKD. Samuel has been put on 24 hour observation. He's receiving breathing treatments and is also on an IV.

So how did we get here? We've all been sick. Really sick. By that I mean, Mike, Libby, Samuel and I have all been really-yucky, no-good, feel-like-crap sick. Saturday I was able to attend my shower in PA. It was great to get the opportunity to say good-bye to my friends up there. Sunday I was feeling "off" but we still headed down to VA. Sonya drove the van with me and the kids as passengers. Mike led the way in his car. We got into VA at 9:30 p.m. Sunday night. Monday... all feeling the creeping crud. Libby has a fever that spikes to 104.5 and has been acting really delirious. We drive here to CHKD and it turns out in addition to the flu and such she also has a double ear infection. She's miserable. Samuel starts to get sick.

It is seriously taking everything in me to not despair and want to just throw my hands and yell, I give up. Instead I find myself like Dorey (from Finding Nemo) singing, "Just keep breathing, Just keep breathing... breathing, breathing, breathing, breathing. I know she's singing, "just keep swimming" but for me it's breathing. Just make it through the next day, the next hour, the next moment.

Wednesday morning I started throwing up. The night before Libby and Samuel were throwing up. it's been a mad-house. I felt so bad for our friends who we stayed with. I think we contaminated them with all our germs. It kept our friend Laura from going on her intended skiing trip this week-end.

Mike came down LATE Thursday night with the moving truck. he unloaded the truck Friday morning with the generous and timely help of Robert Wallis and Jim Coughlin. We drove out to my parents to recover and to see if I could get my crazy contractions (12 per hour) to subside. No such luck. Samuel started retracting (sucking air really hard) and voila- a trip to the hospital for both of us.

I don't even want to get into the fact that yesterday was the 7th. My sister and nephew were killed in a car accident 4 years ago. Can we talk about sadness, pressure, stress and such. The house still doesn't have power and running water. Mike's trying to decide if he should go back to school on Tuesday. Lots of decisions. Lots of fuzziness. Lots of pain and frustration.

Yesterday I could hardly speak because my voice was so hoarse but I found myself whispering the song, "It is Well with my Soul":

When Peace Like a River attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll.
Whatever my lot though has taught me to say.
It is well, it is well with my soul!

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blessed assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

So even in all this craziness I know that my soul is well. One of the most beautiful things is that it was written by a man named Horatio Spafford. he wrote this song when he found out his wife and children had drowned I believe on a passage ship to get to him. He knew the sorrows like sea billows... and yet he knew, it was well with his soul. i have tasted some sorrows in this life. And I will stand with him in singing, "WHATEVER MY LOT THOUGH HAS TAUGHT ME TO SAY!!!! IT IS WELL, IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL."

PS right now email works better to get in touch with me - the hospital internet is iffy with the blog. Michelle (my friend in Norfolk) has graciously become my blog master. Feel free to comment on my blog... I'll have her send me your responses!