So we're three for three on the boys, but I'm also three for three with my pregnancies and early contractions. With Jackson they started at about 33 weeks, and he came almost 3 weeks early, after I was dilated to a 4 a month prior to my due date (whole emergency scary c-section story is a whole different post). Carter started at about 29 weeks, and although I was able to keep from dilating had to be monitored and on medication to stop the contractions (which the medication stops the contractions but makes the rest of your body jittery and shaky like you have Parkinson's) and one night taken to the hospital for shots to stop the contractions since they wouldn't stop at home. This baby boy apparently is just as much trouble as his brothers, and I had contractions start two or three weeks ago (it all blurs together at this point, lets be honest), and yes that made 25 weeks. Well the medical term for this is "an irritable uterus". My aunt has the same thing, and with each baby, the contractions start sooner, and her 4th & final child she started having contractions at 18 weeks. Joy.
Here's my deal. An irritable uterus? Really? Irritable sounds like it's choosing to just be trouble because it sounds like fun. Either that or they have no idea what it is so they call it irritable. (Like any stomach problem they can't diagnose becomes termed irritable Bowl syndrome...). So I don't like the term irritable. How about really ticked off uterus? or I can't believe we're doing this again so soon uterus? And really the word uterus is weird anyway. Where did that gem come from?
So although I haven't had to start the medication yet this time (which I don't know what is worse the medication so you can't sleep and fidget constantly or the contractions which feel like you're doing stomach crunches for 3 months). My Dr. has ordered a prescription and it's at his office so whenever the time comes that I can't get the contractions to stop, all I have to do is go pick it up. He says this is a stronger med than I had with Carter, but has to be taken everyday (not just when he contractions get too strong), so we're trying to avoid that until absolutely necessary - but at least this time I won't look like I've just gone into detox.
But anyway this is the reason I've been MIA. To keep from going all medicated I've been trying to avoid taking the boys very many places, and the rest of my days counting contractions (if I have more than 4 an hour I'm in trouble), drinking gallons of water, and sleeping (which will usually stop them, if they get bad). I've also become inactive, at least for the last few weeks, due to my Grandma's 90th birthday, a cousin's wedding (in Utah - which my Dr. didn't know I was going to, and Bart was really against the idea, but finally let me go anyway), and this week contractions that were 4-6 minutes apart and took 4 hours to stop Saturday night. (which of course was the only week the Dr.'s office was closed for Thanksgiving...).
I've gotten emails, facebook notes & blog comments wondering where we are, if we're okay. We're doing fine, I just am being anti-contraction social, and entertaining boys under house arrest. So I'm trying to be a little more involved -
* Catch up on blogging - I've been so unmotivated lately (mostly activities we've been doing around the house & with cousins who have been here the last two weeks and leave tonight...)
* Put away Thanksgiving decor - done on Saturday with Bart's help
* Get Christmas under control - which the ridiculousness hit me today that it's already December...
* Play catch up on my calling / church activities (hello Visiting Teaching)
So I appreciate all the help, offers to take my boys, and apologize for being a horrible friend, church going member, and visiting teacher. Hopefully we'll be around more, not so anti-social, and make it through the last 90 days of this pregnancy fairly uneventful.