Today is Week 29! I am so amazed that Sarah has made it this far. She has been in the hospital since Week 23, and has now been on the floor the longest of everyone there. She has already made it further than most quad pregnancies. She has been very patient and sweet, and the nurses really like her. Now that another milestone has been reached, I can tell that she is counting down the days. The end is in sight. For awhile, it seemed as if she would be in the hospital forever. Please pray that Sarah will keep her spirits up and be patient while God helps her make it through to the end. Every day she stays pregnant equals four less days in the NICU for the babies. Every day is a blessing.
The technician thinks there is hair on the head of Baby A. She is equally convinced that the girls are bald. Baby B is quite the mystery man. We couldn't see his head clearly enough to look for hair.
I have been helping occasionally with the fetal monitoring that goes on twice a day per baby. The sessions go better if someone "handholds" the Doppler in place. Baby B was cracking me up tonight. He was not happy about the monitoring, so he kept kicking at it--hard! I was trying my best to hold it in just the right place while he was trying his best to kick it away.
Since Sarah's veins kept blowing (three in all) from the IV, so the doctor took her off the IV iron and put her back on the dreaded pills. Once her veins have a chance to heal, she can go back on the IV.
Sarah figured out a way to remember which hip gets the B12 shot each day. She now asks for a band aid and leaves it there until the next shot. Smart girl!
I am amazed at how well children handle difficult circumstances. Callie seems to finally be adjusting (or resigning herself) to being away from Sarah. She doesn't cry as often when we leave the hospital. She doesn't cling to Sarah the whole time we are there. In the meantime, Callie manages to have plenty of fun riding rides and eating snow cones. Since Papaw owns the carnival, Callie never has to wait in line or buy tickets. For Callie, the rides are always open and the price is always free. Recently, it occurred to me that I experience a similar privilege. No matter how crazy it gets sometimes, God owns the show. When I go to spend time with Him, the door is always open and the price is always free.
"In times of trouble, may the Lord answer your cry.
May the name of the God of Jacob keep you safe from all harm.
May he send you help from his sanctuary
and strengthen you from Jerusalem.
May he remember all your gifts
and look favorably on your burnt offerings.
May he grant your heart’s desires
and make all your plans succeed.
May we shout for joy when we hear of your victory
and raise a victory banner in the name of our God.
May the Lord answer all your prayers."