And the weekend ends...

Sunday evening and sitting in my hospital bed watching the end of the VMA's (Video Music Awards for those of you who are even more clueless than me!) reminded me just how old I am! Some of the people they were showcasing I wasn't even sure who they were or what they sang. Am I that out of touch nowadays?
Funny thing is that nothing is greater than watching these kinda of shows and commenting on the ladies' hoochie outfits and thinking to myself that after I pop these babies out I'm going to be skinny again and put those ladies to shame! (LOL Thats part sarcasm as: #1 I would never be caught dead in the outfits they prance around in and #2 I won't be *that* skinny again! ~wink)

It was a trying weekend.. the boys didn't want to stay on the monitors all that well and we had a couple of decels which kept me on the monitors that much longer.. my sweet husband and love of my life was out of town and I am really missing home. Looking to the bright side at least this coming Wednesday marks the me being inpatient Two weeks! (yeah go ahead and say time flies but be prepared for me to tell you your full of sh*t!)


I was a good girl last night and wore my sexy robo-legs last night. (thats what Kata calls them) I'm not a super fan but I figure that if i were them a little in the evenings then perhaps the nurses won't give me such a hard time about not wearing them at all times! Who says you need to have blood flow in your legs anyways? *wink

How it all began..

Who would have thought this time last year I'd be here sitting in the hospital with nothing to do.
Last year, we sold the business, the house and I single handedly moved the family out to Oregon from Montana. I had sooo much to do and so little time- fast forward to this year- and its reverse to so much time and not much to do!
We decided after months of debating that our family just wasn't complete. We knew that there was a third child in the future for us and I of course had been hoping it would be a girl! God works in funny ways, and he Definitely had other plans.
At 7 weeks we found out we were having twins.
At 11 weeks the news turned grim with the Monoamniotic Monochorionic diagnosis of our twins.
At 16 weeks all my dreams of Pink and Princess dresses flew out the window when two Peepee's popped up during the ultrasound. (although I have never seen my youngest son so amazingly happy! He wanted younger brothers to play with... glad I could have obliged! wink)
So up to present... 26 weeks 5 days and sitting pretty in the hospital in hopes of making it to the magical 32 week mark.
So what else does one do while in the hospital?...create a blog!
And with that... the first post is complete and you are officially updated.