Tobie here…
New baby update: I received the results of my gestational diabetes test. It was normal which is a huge relief. A much bigger relief is that my fetal fibronectin test from today was negative. Yippee! This means that I should go to 28.5 weeks at least. Yes! I asked my OB doc today when I would be able to deliver at the hospital near our house and the answer was after 28 weeks. So I should be good. I have been having a pressure sensation in the evenings too that has been worrying me. Not contractions, thank god. Apparently I’m overdoing it during the day and it’s taking a toll on my body in the evening. Since I can’t slow down or change my activities, my OB recommended wearing a maternity belt all day to help alleviate some of the weight/pressure. Luckily I still have my odd looking belly/back/boob contraption from the trips in a closet somewhere. Another OB story: my OB doc wants to stop doing fetal fibronectin tests. She suggested that we only do them if I’m having contractions or feeling funny. I’m not so sure about this. I feel great that she doesn’t feel the tests are needed anymore, but the tests give me such reassurance that it’s nice. I think it’s up to me, if I insist on them she will do them, but she doesn’t see the need after 28.5 weeks.
Paige update: Big girl is doing fantastic! I’m going to make it official. She is crawling. It’s not a pretty crawl, but she is definitely on her belly reaching, stretching, grunting, wriggling, ultimately combat crawling. She can go up on her knees on all fours, but she doesn’t think to move forward. I think it’s just a matter of days before she gets it. Which would bring her right on target for her adjusted age of 9 months. She’s also trying to go from lying down to sitting up by using her ab muscles. Our PT wants her to roll to her side and use her hands to push herself into a sit position, but Paige prefers to do a stomach crunch to sit. Lastly, her stranger anxiety has hit record highs. I want to pretend like I’m not flattered, but I can’t. I think it’s so stinkin’ cute how much she loves her mommy. Almost half as much as I love her.
Cole update: Eric made it seem like our eating issues with Cole have been resolved. Not even close. He is doing much better with the bottle, but he refuses to touch most finger foods and I’m lucky if I get 1 of 5 feedings by spoon in his mouth. The bib seems to be an issue lately too. He was ripping off the bibs that velcro on the side seconds after I put them on him. So I bought the cloth bibs that go over the head. He now knows how to take those off as well. And for a kid that doesn’t eat, he sure gets his clothes saturated with food. Weird. He also has been waking up at weird times of the night this last week. He stands holding the railing of his crib and will wail until he gets picked up. Most of the time his eyes are closed and there’s no apparent reason for his crying. We just hold him for a minute or two then put him back in his crib and he’s fine. Nightmares of the NICU resurfacing??
Eric update: Just thought I’d include him since he feels left out a lot. He is doing good. Hilarious, sarcastic, opinionated, but geez, so lovable.
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Can you remember back when you didn’t have to pray for 28 weeks?!
I distinctly remember the
conversation in the doc’s office where they told me that 24 weeks was the age of viability, that 28 weeks would get us past most complications, and that the goal (for triplets) was 32 weeks - and I distinctly remember them talking about trips who were born at 36 weeks and later. 32 weeks. We didn’t think that would be a problem. Although I was scared of going longer than 32 out of fear of how big I would be.
And now I’m in a place where I offer hearty congratulations that it seems that you will definitely make it to 28.5 weeks! My, how the world changes!
Congrats on 26.5 weeks. I am glad your GD test was negative, and extremely happy that your FFN test was negative. I am still counting on a 40+ week pregnancy!
Bibs - yes, we also have this problem. I’ve taken to tucking the bibs UNDER the restraint straps of the high chair, but Ivy is still a pro at pulling it out and then stuffing it in her mouth as an attempt to provide us with yet another obstacle to feeding. Tucking it in just provides me with some extra time where I might get a few spoonfuls in before her next attempt to thwart me, provides her with some entertainment, and really just becomes a power struggle.