OK! Well Facebook has been good (if I added you as a friend you can catch up on drama there) but it is limited and sometimes frustrating with updates so this going to be the preferred method of updates now for my superhero. This is Britt’s hubby, Jake, Jacob, JOACOB (visitor badge spelling), deflector, deflator, apologizer, empathizer, lecturer, interpreter, censor, catheter adjuster, hand squeezer, leg roller, and lastly, very poor psychologist. So as of 8:30 am she is stable, little contractions but not enough to change anything. No exam yet today but she last measured 6cm, 70-80% effaced, not much change. They pulled her off everything yesterday afternoon and sent her up a few floors, where people go when they are not actively progressing in labor. We finished with the nurse at midnight and slept for five hours. Britt woke up with a couple of good contractions, her blood pressure was up so they sent her back down here to labor and delivery. Contractions are gone blood pressure is fine now but they put another IV in her hand, she’s all poked up. She has mild preeclampsia but not enough for them to induce yet. The doctors (6) came in and asked the wrong question: “How do you feel”, I sat back in my chair and said “here goes”. She behaved herself but was pretty firm with them. They are in discussions now and will come back after labs and another exam with any directions. We went in to our local hospital Monday night with big labor pains. She continued to progress through the night and in the morning they had seen enough progression to send her to Boston where she can have a full NICU at the ready for the twins. She is 35wks on Saturday so still early but pre 35 wks its automatic to the NICU for a long stay after 35 wks its case by case. She got an ambulance ride with sirens and lights and horn honking in Boston morning rush hour traffic. Labor continued and we were very excited and ready to go. All the teams were ready for babies and mom. And then everything just stopped and stabilized. Britt was heart broken. It’s like running a marathon and getting to within 10 feet of the finish line and someone picks you up and puts you on a treadmill. You work just as hard and your emotions are 100% capacity but you are not making any progress to that finish line. So the babies are happy and healthy kicking and strong heart beats, Britt is trying to endure, not so smiley but doing amazing in spite of everything she is going through. She got a shower just before she came back down to L&D and they were waiting at the bathroom door with a stretcher. She said I’ve waited long enough they can wait for me to brush my hair a few times. Feisty capable. Comments are hoped for. You’re all up to speed. I’ll try to keep updated with smaller entries. We love you all and are so thankful for everything you’re doing, family wise with children care and keeping three exited, pensive, emotional children stable and routine, providing meals all along the way for sanity and nourishment, prayers and faith, relieving many of my ecclesiastical burdens, taking on my responsibilities at work and maintaining continuity, rooting for her and cheering her on as friends and patience with poor communication as sometimes we just need to not think about it. We love you all.
