Welcome 2016

2016 has gotten off to a little bit of a rocky start. The girls are still fighting winter germs and we've made more trips to the doctor than I would like! Avery is on a second round of antibiotics and I'm hoping all these coughing germs will disappear soon. Addison has been the most sad about missing a few days out of preschool. I hadn't been feeling well since I went in with a kidney stone. I went up for a check up and ultrasound and found out I have gestational hypertension. Or in other words high blood pressure. I never realized how crumby that can make you feel. This has resulted in a lot of changes around here. I got put on the care of the high risk doctor and now have frequent appointments. I've been traking my blood pressure daily and pretty much sitting on the couch. I was told to rest 70% of the day and now it's down to 30%. I have had no energy from doing nothing which is kind of not fair! I am not supposed to lift anything heavy...aka Avery. This has been one of the hardest parts about all of this. She cries for me to pick her up and I've had to explain that I can hold her hand or she can sit on my lap on the couch. Simple tasks such as carrying laundry baskets and changing bed sheets have been passed to Dave. I hate feeling so helpless and dependable on someone else. Dave has been a good sport and comes home from work and puts on the Mr. Mom hat. I can't lean over and do baths or wrestle Avery at bed time alone. He's had to miss a lot of YM activities and we're learning to be happy at home. Papa and Grammie took turns coming up and helping with the girls while I ran to doctor appointments. One day the girls talked Papa into taking them to see the puppies at the mall. This is a favorite activity to go and do for both of them. You pick a dog and they put you in a little cubby and let you play. Somehow they always pick a really wild and nippy dog that chases them around. I've appreciated all of the help of having my parents close. It's hard to have to go to a doctor that is 30 minutes away. I just hit 32 weeks and I'm trying to try and not wish this to be over. It is must easier to sit on the couch than to have to live at the NICU. I've had a lot of friends take the girls for a playdate and bring meals. I am hoping that life goes back to a healthy new normal in a couple of months!