Almost 34

One day passes and we're closer to 34 weeks. At this point, we're thinking that each day that passes with the kids in the womb means perhaps 2-3 days that they won't have to spend in the NICU of they are born before 38 weeks. Of course, if they make it that far, then we might not have to worry about the NICU thing - and be able to take both of our beautiful boys home with us.

Yeah, that's us being greedy :)

Of course, Carrie is going through a lot of stress right now. Her blood pressure is yo-yo'ing like crazy, she has headaches, and the physical pressures of having two human beings in her can be too much to bear at some point. We both realize that, in seeing the benefits to her health, the decision to induce could be made and enacted sooner than later.

Still, we can hope. We both have faith that our sons will come out and be just fine in the end.

I stayed with Carrie again last night at the hospital. Before making my way home, I went on my longest run / walk ever. I'll not say how long this took me. On the other hand - maybe I will. 66.5 minutes really isn't too bad for this distance, seeing as how I actually ran up all the hills and walked four times after each of those sprints.

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This run took me from First Hill to Capitol Hill to Belltown (skirting along lower Queen Anne in the process) to Pioneer Square to Downtown Seattle to Cascade. I tripped once and ruined my running gloves catching myself. But I made it in the end :)

Here's hoping for 33!

There was a scare n Friday morning concerning both the length of time between and duration / severity of Carrie’s contractions. Things had gotten to the point to where the doctors put her on the drug of last resort –Magnesium Sulfate. The side effects were tolerable for a little while, but after a few hours, she started to really notice her own wooziness and lightheadedness, and experienced some shortness of breath during the night.

Right now, we are thinking that it’s a matter of days, not weeks. We’re hoping to make it one more day to her 33 week mark; it would be really great if she could make it to 34 weeks. But that’s really out of our hands, at this point.

I’ve been staying at the hospital during the nights; poor Axia has had to pretty much fend for herself these days. I’m really grateful to our friends and neighbors for pitching in and helping us out.

Ninas crepes on First Hill

Granted, I only had a simple caramel crepe, but if a supposed creperie can't get that right, then there really isn't any point.

I stopped in early in the morning (before 7) in the mood for a simple sweet crepe. Not finding either of my old standbys on the menu (crepe with butter and sugar, or crepe with butter and honey), I opted for the crepe with butter and "Imported European Caramel". Which came in a can. And tasted like tin. Nice.

So - she makes the crepe. Except that she has to make it twice, because she didn't have all of her equipment up front ready waiting for her when she poured the batter, and wasted a crepe in her attempt to smooth it over the element. All in all, she spent ten minutes making a crepe that it would have taken most others three.

All that would have been worth it had the crepe itself tasted fine. As mentioned before, the caramel topping had a tinny aftertaste to it. The crepe itself tasted vaguely like cardboard - not appetizing at all.