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Lots of local people have asked me about visitors… I’m all for visitors but not until the week of August 5th since my husband will be sitting shiva here. I would prefer not to have huge crowds of people here at once, but I’m all for having company since I do so love attention! Feel free to email me if you want more details. Please note that I’m not offended if you have neither the time nor the inclination, I am merely responding to the inquiries I have received.

My husband’s father’s funeral is finally set for tomorrow at 2pm in New Hampshire. He’s flying out tomorrow morning and coming home in the late evening. Thank you to everyone who has sent such kind words and condolences our way. Your thoughts are much appreciated. It is very difficult for me to watch Seth learning how to react to this change in his life as I struggle to consider my own parents’ eventual mortality (as LJ so eloquently put it). God willing, I will not learn for many decades how I will react to this kind of a loss.

I am happy to report that this morning I had only one contraction whille monitoring. Go me! I know it sounds ridiculous, but I’ve been trying to use biofeedback techniques that I use for migraines when I start noticing contractions… I think it actually helps. I remain more and more convinced that if I had a normal singleton pregnancy I could totally do the drug-free birth. I haven’t lost hope for a vaginal triplet delivery either… though I don’t know how long I’ll be able to get away without losing that hope and I know they’ll at least make me have the epidural in place even if there are no drugs running through it.

And on to pictures!!

Here lies Baby A. Baby A, the little beast, is firmly lodged against my cervix and spends plenty of time reminding me of this fact, normally head-butting me, but often punching me with a fist. REPEATEDLY. I do not like it, sam I am. I do not like it at all! Yesterday, babies A and B were fighting like mad with each other. It was like watching a boxing match, only slightly less choreographed. Baby A is definitely on my list, though. I’m going to be holding a grudge for at LEAST a minute after the delivery. So there.


Here lies Baby B. Baby B is the good one. Except yesterday he (RANDOM pronoun there… We DON’T know sexes!) was punching his sibling, so now I’m not so sure. Baby B and Baby C spent a lot of time kicking me, and they love to kick things off my big belly. For example, I tend to rest my mouse on my belly while I have my laptop in my ever-shrinking lap, and they will literally kick the mouse off. Sometimes it’s a team effort, but I think baby B is a little stronger than Baby C. Or maybe just better positioned with more leverage. Who knows? Anyway, for the most part, Baby B behaves. He (STILL A RANDOM PRONOUN) is always the one willing to pose for the sonographer and always lets us get a really good look at his heart. Clearly, Baby B takes after ME since he is so cooperative. Somehow, I am not certain that I have convinced my husband of this certainty… Ah well.

And here lies Baby C. I think Baby C is blowing a Spit Bubble which makes Baby C a serious trouble maker. Definitely Baby C takes after J. I HATE SPIT BUBBLES! Babies B and C are usually the ones that fight, but yesterday, Baby C was quite content all by himself (SERIOUSLY, people, it’s a RANDOM PRONOUN). Anyway, Baby C had all sorts of space since Babies A and B were dueling down below. It was kind of funny, actually!

And, the picture I’ve been waiting 6 months for! All three heads in a row! They are all head down, which is why I’m totally NOT giving up hope for a vaginal delivery. Without drugs! It totally CAN happen! I’m telling you! Seriously! I’m seriously going for it. If, you know, I make it that far. I have to get to 34 weeks for them to agree to it. So here I lay, hating bed rest, but very grateful that it seems to be doing what it’s supposed to be doing! Keeping those babies on the INSIDE.

And that’s pretty much all the news for now. I hope you’re all well. I’ll catch up on blogs in a bit!

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Apparently I freaked out Jess today by not being as available on IM as I usually am, or at any of the usual times. And I hadn’t posted or emailed her. And you know, things haven’t all been going swimmingly with me recently, so this led her to the natural conclusion that there was the vague possibility that I’d ended up back in the hospital and frankly, she’d had a shitty enough day that this was news she simply could not and would not tolerate. So there. She sent me an email around 9:30 saying “Where in All of heck are you?” among other things.

So here I am. I’m okay. I’m very slow to respond to email these days in part because emailing and lying down are sometimes mutually exclusive. I wasn’t on IM most of the day because I wasn’t feeling great but also because my computer was being super-finicky and ticking me off and because I had a doctor’s appointment. I solemnly promise that tomorrow when things have calmed down a bit, I’ll give Jess my password for my blogger account and I will call her if I have to be admitted to the hospital and can’t post. She will post for me, if she’s willing (and I’m assuming she will be), okay?

One bit of warning… my husband will be sitting Shiva for a week starting this Thursday. My guess is that my online presence during that week will be somewhat diminished. SO DON’T FREAK OUT. I made my doctor promise me that there would be no disasters while my husband is sitting shiva. He’s a trustworthy doc, so I can’t imagine he was just humoring me, right? Er…

Anywhozit, I saw the doctor today, and the good news is that my cervix is still stable, so no cerclage. The less good news is that I’m still having contractions between auto-doses of the terbutaline pump… not so many that anyone’s super concerned, but enough that it seems like the baseline dose probably needs to be increased, but I’m not so much looking forward to the increased side effects. But whatever it takes to keep these babies cooking a little longer!! The not good news was that I lost 6 pounds in a week. While on bed rest for crying out loud! Now, normally a girl of my girth would be jumping for joy at a 6 pound loss. Except, well, I’m not allowed to jump. And um, while my doctor wasn’t fretting about me not gaining any weight… they don’t love seeing a 6 pound loss in a week either. So I have to shape up, darnit! And take an extra prenatal vitamin, apparently. And, you know, not lose another 6 pounds this week. Since I have no idea how I lost that weight, I also don’t know how to avoid doing it again, so this ought to be fun.

I’m slowly catching up on blogs… but I’m not commenting nearly enough. Very sorry!!

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Lots of local people have asked me about visitors… I'm all for visitors but not until the week of August 5th since my husband will be sitting shiva here. I would prefer not to have huge crowds of people here at once, but I'm all for having company since I do so love attention! Feel free to email me if you want more details. Please note that I'm not offended if you have neither the time nor the inclination, I am merely responding to the inquiries I have received.

My husband's father's funeral is finally set for tomorrow at 2pm in New Hampshire. He's flying out tomorrow morning and coming home in the late evening. Thank you to everyone who has sent such kind words and condolences our way. Your thoughts are much appreciated. It is very difficult for me to watch Seth learning how to react to this change in his life as I struggle to consider my own parents' eventual mortality (as LJ so eloquently put it). God willing, I will not learn for many decades how I will react to this kind of a loss.

I am happy to report that this morning I had only one contraction whille monitoring. Go me! I know it sounds ridiculous, but I've been trying to use biofeedback techniques that I use for migraines when I start noticing contractions… I think it actually helps. I remain more and more convinced that if I had a normal singleton pregnancy I could totally do the drug-free birth. I haven't lost hope for a vaginal triplet delivery either… though I don't know how long I'll be able to get away without losing that hope and I know they'll at least make me have the epidural in place even if there are no drugs running through it.

And on to pictures!!

Here lies Baby A. Baby A, the little beast, is firmly lodged against my cervix and spends plenty of time reminding me of this fact, normally head-butting me, but often punching me with a fist. REPEATEDLY. I do not like it, sam I am. I do not like it at all! Yesterday, babies A and B were fighting like mad with each other. It was like watching a boxing match, only slightly less choreographed. Baby A is definitely on my list, though. I'm going to be holding a grudge for at LEAST a minute after the delivery. So there.


Here lies Baby B. Baby B is the good one. Except yesterday he (RANDOM pronoun there… We DON'T know sexes!) was punching his sibling, so now I'm not so sure. Baby B and Baby C spent a lot of time kicking me, and they love to kick things off my big belly. For example, I tend to rest my mouse on my belly while I have my laptop in my ever-shrinking lap, and they will literally kick the mouse off. Sometimes it's a team effort, but I think baby B is a little stronger than Baby C. Or maybe just better positioned with more leverage. Who knows? Anyway, for the most part, Baby B behaves. He (STILL A RANDOM PRONOUN) is always the one willing to pose for the sonographer and always lets us get a really good look at his heart. Clearly, Baby B takes after ME since he is so cooperative. Somehow, I am not certain that I have convinced my husband of this certainty… Ah well.

And here lies Baby C. I think Baby C is blowing a Spit Bubble which makes Baby C a serious trouble maker. Definitely Baby C takes after J. I HATE SPIT BUBBLES! Babies B and C are usually the ones that fight, but yesterday, Baby C was quite content all by himself (SERIOUSLY, people, it's a RANDOM PRONOUN). Anyway, Baby C had all sorts of space since Babies A and B were dueling down below. It was kind of funny, actually!

And, the picture I've been waiting 6 months for! All three heads in a row! They are all head down, which is why I'm totally NOT giving up hope for a vaginal delivery. Without drugs! It totally CAN happen! I'm telling you! Seriously! I'm seriously going for it. If, you know, I make it that far. I have to get to 34 weeks for them to agree to it. So here I lay, hating bed rest, but very grateful that it seems to be doing what it's supposed to be doing! Keeping those babies on the INSIDE.

And that's pretty much all the news for now. I hope you're all well. I'll catch up on blogs in a bit!

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Apparently I freaked out Jess today by not being as available on IM as I usually am, or at any of the usual times. And I hadn't posted or emailed her. And you know, things haven't all been going swimmingly with me recently, so this led her to the natural conclusion that there was the vague possibility that I'd ended up back in the hospital and frankly, she'd had a shitty enough day that this was news she simply could not and would not tolerate. So there. She sent me an email around 9:30 saying "Where in All of heck are you?" among other things.

So here I am. I'm okay. I'm very slow to respond to email these days in part because emailing and lying down are sometimes mutually exclusive. I wasn't on IM most of the day because I wasn't feeling great but also because my computer was being super-finicky and ticking me off and because I had a doctor's appointment. I solemnly promise that tomorrow when things have calmed down a bit, I'll give Jess my password for my blogger account and I will call her if I have to be admitted to the hospital and can't post. She will post for me, if she's willing (and I'm assuming she will be), okay?

One bit of warning… my husband will be sitting Shiva for a week starting this Thursday. My guess is that my online presence during that week will be somewhat diminished. SO DON'T FREAK OUT. I made my doctor promise me that there would be no disasters while my husband is sitting shiva. He's a trustworthy doc, so I can't imagine he was just humoring me, right? Er…

Anywhozit, I saw the doctor today, and the good news is that my cervix is still stable, so no cerclage. The less good news is that I'm still having contractions between auto-doses of the terbutaline pump… not so many that anyone's super concerned, but enough that it seems like the baseline dose probably needs to be increased, but I'm not so much looking forward to the increased side effects. But whatever it takes to keep these babies cooking a little longer!! The not good news was that I lost 6 pounds in a week. While on bed rest for crying out loud! Now, normally a girl of my girth would be jumping for joy at a 6 pound loss. Except, well, I'm not allowed to jump. And um, while my doctor wasn't fretting about me not gaining any weight… they don't love seeing a 6 pound loss in a week either. So I have to shape up, darnit! And take an extra prenatal vitamin, apparently. And, you know, not lose another 6 pounds this week. Since I have no idea how I lost that weight, I also don't know how to avoid doing it again, so this ought to be fun.

I'm slowly catching up on blogs… but I'm not commenting nearly enough. Very sorry!!

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