Well, I posted prematurely last time. I ended up back in the hospital just 3 days after no bed rest and no other restrictions. This time for 5 nights. And I completely take back the thought of the first hospital visit being the scariest day in our lives, because this one greatly surpasses the last visit. We really thought that the two of you were going to make your appearance that night. We actually sat with a NICU Doctor and talked about what to expect if you were born at 24 weeks and whether or not we wanted to resuscitate. I was given two different medications that would help you if you came that night. And in the midst of all the horrifying things happening, I actually had an odd sense of calmness. (Well, I think I did anyway, maybe Dad would not agree with that :) I went right to my favorite poem for comfort. “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.” And now we are just about 26 weeks!
During my hospital stay, I did get to witness something pretty amazing. The nurses had to do dopplers for your heartbeats 3-4 times a day. When they actually could get you both at the same time on the monitor, your heart rates would fluctuate with movement, but would always meet at exactly the same number. This must not be the norm even with twins, because every nurse that did it was pretty amazed by that.