A night off

Jackson and I want to say a very special thank you to our Mom's for giving us a night off tonight. As much as it hurts me to not see my babies, I needed a night off, so our Mom's went for the 8 o'clock feeding. The triplets are so blessed to have such wonderful grandmothers (and grandfathers) to help take care of them.
We get to visit the triplets at 8am, 2pm, and 8pm. That's when I get to breastfeed(yes, I'm breastfeeding all three of them) and we get to love on them for about an hour. They are doing so great, and hopefully coming home very soon. Gabe is still on a little oxygen, so he may have to stay a little longer than his brother and sister. We should know something by the weekend.

I'm still planning on backtracking and blogging about the birth, but it's hard to find the time traveling back and forth to the hospital three times a day. I'll catch up sooner or later....I promise!

Grandma Weez changing Isabella's diaper

Mamommie working on Gabe

Two happy ladies!

Thanks Mom's! We love you and appreciate everything you do!!!!!

Tornado Warning

Last night we were at the NICU on our nightly visit, when someone came over the intercom, "Tornado Warning for Clarke County." Jack has been fed, getting some loving from his Grandaddy, I'm feeding Isabella, and Gabe is still waiting on his groceries. The nurse comes in and says we have to move the babies to the utility closet. "What?" How are we going to move them with all their monitors(and now Gabe is on oxygen) and wires to a utility closet? Well that is just what we did. We all grabbed a baby and IV stands, and off we went. Needless to say, our three little ones filled up the utility closet, so we had the place to ourselves. Jackson got to feed Gabe, and then all we had to do was wait, watching the babies like hawks to make sure they were breathing and doing well. Thankfully, after a little hail, strong wind and two hours in very tight quarters, the warning was lifted and we were back to bed in our room. Whew! We survived our first tornando warning with the triplets!

Grandaddy with Jack and Me with Isabella

Jackson feeding Gabe and Mamommy keeping watch over everyone

Catching Up

Oh My Gosh! It has been soooo long since I've been able to blog. The hospital blocked my blog so I couldn't do anything for the 3 WEEKS that I was there. I'm going to catch everyone up on everything as soon as I get a minute, but I just wanted to post a quick note to let everyone know that Jack, Gabe and Isabella are doing great and they are 1 week and 1 day old. They just got moved to open air cribs today-yeah!!!!! I promise to post everything from the past couple of weeks, but here's a quick peak at my little miracles.

Isabella, Gabe and Jack

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

What a Weekend!

I am so glad to have this weekend behind me. First of all my sweet dalmation baby Madison was put to sleep on Saturday. I've had her since I was eighteen years old, and I'm just devasted. She was the best dog and has lived everywhere with me. I even drug her to Tampa and back and she was sucj a trooper. Her health has been failing for quite some time now, and it wasn't fair to let her continue to suffer. It was such a sad moment.
Then.......if that weren't enough drama in one day, I started having contractions and some really bad back pain. So I called the doctor and he wanted to come to the hospital. Exactly what I didn't want to do. The good news was that I wasn't in labor...yet. But....the contractions kept on coming. I got my steriod shots early and they put me on a medication to try to slow down my contraction. At first, it wasn't really doing the trick, but the the Lord, late last night they subsided. They checked me again this morning and I was still dialated to 1/2 cm and 30% thinned out.
So it looks like bed rest for me :( I can go into work for short periods to do payroll, taxes, etc., but for the most part it's rest, rest. rest. As hard as it's going to be to stay off my feet and do NOTHING, I've got to keep these little angels in for 4 more weeks, hopefully. I really am thankful that I've made it this far with no complications. We have been very blessed.
I go back to the doctor on Friday for a checkup, so I'll update then.