Today I went for a massage, got nice and relaxed ... then went to lunch with my parents and had an amazing grilled cheese sandwich... it was amazing, I'm not being sarcastic.... and then we were off to my ultrasound appointment (cue two very excited Grandparents-to-be).
The girls are looking great. One is measuring 2 pounds on the dot and her sister is measuring 1 pound 15 ounces, so they are right on track and very similar in size which is always good to hear.
Then came the all too regular cervix check. I always find it nice how the ultrasound tech almost apologizes for having to check my cervix. You see, once you do a round of IVF, the whole internal ultrasound exercise becomes so routine and so not scary. So the excitement is that my cervix is down... down by a cm... which when you had a 2.4 cm cervix and lose a cm... means you are now in somewhat murky waters.
Surprisingly I did not panic at all. I had a few minutes of thinking about how they would likely force me to full bedrest or even worse hospital bed rest and how the room isn't finished, it would suck to not be able to get out and about and how I would really miss Andrew and the cats if I had to move into the hospital. After those thoughts made themselves known I was calm. The high risk doctor on call had already called my OB when she came to talk to me and the consensus was that I was to head to triage. At this point I called Andrew and he headed over. They hooked me up to the fetal monitors to see if I was having contractions. Everyone kept asking me if I'd been having them and my answer was always
I don't think so, I would know wouldn't I? They also did an exam to see if I was dilated which was no big deal at all. The verdict... no contractions, happy babies, only very slightly dilated. To be safe though they gave me the first shot of steroids to help mature their lungs in case they decide to come early
(dear twins... please please don't come early... the backyard isn't ready for you yet!). I have to go back tomorrow for the second shot and then can apparently carry on with my life on the couch with bouts of life off of the couch as well. Yes... no bedrest! My OB doesn't really believe in full bedrest and neither did the OB who assessed me in triage.
So I am not freaking out. I am convinced that my cervix is just doing its thing and won't make our babies come early. They are super active and growing nicely so I am just going to put my feet up, have a nice cold drink and relax.
Happy Long (if you live in Canada) Weekend!
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| Keep Calm and Carry On by UrbanArtPrints via etsy.... yes I know this print is wildly overused but it just seems fitting for today. |