My Special Visitor

For those of you who know me well, you know that my dog, Molli, is my furry baby. I treat her like a human, and I love her to death. She is definitely a mama's girl(though she loves her daddy too). Since I've been stuck in the hospital, Molli has been staying at my mom's house (thanks Mama and Robbie)! I can't tell you how much I miss her, and I know she's extremely confused. So Jackson decided to bring her to St.Mary's for a little visit. Talk about lifting my spirits. It's amazing what a big ball of fur can do for a girl that's about to go crazy. Here are some pics of her visit.

Two more things: First, I need to say a very big Happy Birthday to my love, Jackson. He is 34 today and having to spend his day and work and at the hospital with me. I promise, we'll celebrate when we get these babies here. I love you, baby. Thanks for keeping me company and always cheering me up!

Second, there is not much change in the baby department. I have had a lot of contractions lately, and I thought last night might be the night, but not yet. My nurse, Sandy called Dr. Leach and he put me back on the meds that stop my contractions, and for the most part, that has done the trick. I'm still not dialated, but I may be a little more thinned out. But the good news is that the babies are lower. That's something right? The fetal specialist come in today to check on the little ones, and I'm sure I'll get two thumbs up and the "just keep going" speech.

I'll post after I see the docs.

Stick A Fork In Me.....

'cause I am DONE! Friday night I noticed that Gabe was not moving like I was used to. Jackson tried to reassure me that everything was fine, but I didn't sleep that night worrying that something was wrong. These babies have always been so, so active, and out of nowhere, Gabe was still. I called the doctor on Saturday morning and pretty much lost it on the phone. I couldn't stop crying and told it I was a nervous wreck. Of course, she told me to come to the hospital to monitor the babies, so that's what I did. Thank God, all three babies heartbeats sounded great, but they wanted to do an ultrasound. Dr. Campbell noticed that Gabe's fluid levels seemed a little low and that could be why his movement slowed down. She offered for me to stay in the hospital and I said "yes!" Up to this point, I have been anti-hospital, but I think I've gone as long as I can go. (Here comes the complaining) I'm uncomfortable as hell(measuring 44 weeks pregnant), emotionally and physically exhausted, and I've made it to my goal week of 32 weeks. I've had enough!!!!

31 weeks

So, the fetal specialist came in this morning to check on the babies fluid, and he said everything looked great. Don't get me wrong....I thank the Good Lord everyday that my babies are super healthy and that I have made it this far, but I am ready for them to be born. When he left, I just cried and cried and felt so guilty for the way I reacted to his news. What a selfish mama I am to want them out. They are doing great and I'm crying? Things could be so much worse! I know I'm very blessed to be where I am, and I'm trying to change my attitude. So please keep me and the triplets in your prayers and pray that they come when God is ready for them to. For now, I'm in the hospital until the babies decide to make their appearance, which means I'll be blogging a lot more.

Sorry for the no make-up face

Just for fun, here's a picture of Jackson and me on my very last night out. I went to our friends Dominic and Diana's wedding reception. I only went for about an hour, and it was next door to our house. And yes.....I did wear heels!

Having a contraction before going to the reception. I know, I know :)

30 Weeks(Measuring 41)

I had my 30 week doctor's appointment today, and things went pretty well. The good news.....the babie and me are doing great. All the munchkins are 3lbs or over and I couldn't be more happy. Also, my cervical length is still nice and long. The bad news....I'm starting to get really, really uncomfortable. I hate to complain, and I am thrilled to have made it this far, but I'm ready to get these babies out of me. I have enjoyed every bit of my pregnancy....until now.

Dr. Leach said he still thinks I have a couple weeks in me, which is good, but boy I'm ready.

I also found out that he is going to be out of town all of next week! I'm a little nervous about that, considering I always assumed he would do my c-section. The other docs in the practice are awesome, but Dr. Leach is my man. I'm just going to try to rest, rest, rest and do absolutley nothing next week to try to hold off.

I go to the fetal specialist on thursday, so I'll get some accurate mearurements of the trips and make sure they are still going strong. Hopefully I'll get some good pictures, but they are so squished at this point.

I can't wait to see my babies!

This is 29 weeks, but you get the idea