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Tuesday, April 6, 2010

A Happier Easter

J & A were 11 months on Easter Sunday and the day was so different from last year. Last Easter I watched from the couch (I should have been in bed) as the Easter Bunny hid the eggs, monitoring my contractions (which at this point I was having about 12-15 an hour, yes that is pretty much in labor), I had a needle in my leg giving me so much medicine I would just shake, plus I was also taking oral meds, and I was so big I really couldn't move without help. I mean I have always been big with all my other pregnancies measuring a couple weeks a head of schedule, but that was nothing to the 52cm (weeks) I would eventually measure. I watched the excitement of the Easter egg hunt from the couch (I should have been in bed). The Easter baskets were hidden so hard all the kids had trouble finding them:-) My DH made a wonderful breakfast that I didn't even feel well enough to eat. They all rushed out the door to head to church, while I lay in bed monitoring and re-monitoring about 3 times because I kept failing.....with too many contractions. I had to administer 2 extra doses of medicine just so I wouldn't have to go back to the hospital. I remember feeling sad that they were all gone and I was stuck being at home in bed again. On the other hand I felt so blessed to have made it past 32 weeks; I was determined to go full term. I was so happy when 3 little monkeys rushed into my room, hopped onto my bed, to show me their art from church. DH helped me downstairs (again I should have been in bed but this day was special) so I could eat an Easter meal he had prepared for us. I don't know where he found the time he was such a saint during this time and I would have never made it without him. I am sure he was as depressed as I was with the situation but he never ever complained. It was a very tough time in our lives but we made it through, he worked so incredibly hard at his job, playing mom, running the kids around, laundry, cleaning, cooking, and everything else. All while I lay in bed helpless and growing babies. For those of you who know me, I hate not being able to do things for myself and it took all I had to stay off my feet. I think during this time we realized that our family and GOD is all that matters and with his help we can handle anything.

This year was so different. It really made me thankful for last Easter and for all the months I laid in bed growing two beautiful healthy babies. This Easter they were crawling everywhere, grabbing eggs, and trying to put candy in their mouths. They were dressed so cute for church and we got to go as a family, all 7 of us. Plus DH prepared the same wonderful Easter dinner and I could actually eat it!!! We are so blessed......in too many ways to count.

1 comment:

  1. Certainly that time in your twin pregnancy was a "labor of love." And every bit worth it!