So first off, 26 weeks was another uneventful week as far as babies and mama go. I had an appointment on Friday and all looks good. This was a quick OB check so we didn't do full growth ultrasounds, but I did get to see the dudes and they are doing well, although they are definitely getting more crowded in there! As for mom, my blood pressure hit 100 for the first time in my life and I no longer have the runner's heart rate that I used to, but I was assured that what I do have is still very good and normal for a triplet pregnancy. I also managed to pass the gestational diabetes test in the first round so I don't have to do it again!
The bed rest on the other hand is getting to me...I'm still keeping busy, but as those of you who know me know, sitting around is not my thing so I'm certainly getting a little more emotional about it all and a lot more stir crazy. I miss walking Jovian and running to Target when I "need" something, I miss meeting friends for happy hour or dinner, and I really miss yoga! I'm still able to do a few yoga postures a day on my own, but the community of a prenatal yoga class is so much more enriching.
The stir crazy I can handle, the crazy emotional is another story! I got to get out of the house for a breastfeeding class this week and have determined they should have separate classes for us crazy high risk pregnant ladies, because there is a good chance we just aren't going to fit the "this is what will happen" mold. One of the first parts of the class was a piece about getting off to a good start with breastfeeding and the teacher was telling us how important that first hour of bonding is, how we should all put in our birth plans that we want an hour of skin to skin contact before they take babies off for weights and measurement and all of that. Well as she's describing how amazing this hour is, I, of course, burst into tears. This is not an hour I'm likely to get for quite a while after our boys are here. I don't know if I'll even get to see them before they are rushing them off for special care! I got it together for the rest of the class and then started crying on the drive home, and on and off for the next 24 hours at just about anything I attempted to watch on TV or read. I believe I've come back to a more stable place emotionally, but let's just say when you are not allowed out and about, those things which shake you up are much more difficult to move on from.
So all in all 26 weeks has been a healthy week for babies and mama physically, but a trying week emotionally. This week has a lot of visitors lined up so I'm hoping that will keep me on the cheery side of my emotions! I did manage to smile for the 26 week photo...and with Marty by my side, there will always be laughter in between the fits of crazy pregnancy emotions!