
We arrived home safe and sound on Sunday and picked up our boys, who were very glad to see Mommy and Daddy but also had a great time at both Grandmas houses.
So far Monday has been my only day at home this week and of course I felt a little lazy after being gone all weekend. Tuesday I headed to Mercy Hospital for my first non-stress test. I have to go in twice a week until I have the twins. Basically they hook me up to monitors and make sure everything is going well with the babies. It takes approximately 45 minutes and then I am free to go. On Tuesday I had a nurse that I would describe as a pessimistic realist. She thought it was her job to tell me all the bad things that could happen and that I would be very lucky to make it another 2-3 weeks. I left the hospital and told God that I did not agree with anything she spoke over me and that I would in fact have healthy twins and I will make it at least another 4-6 weeks.
Wednesday was a doctor's appointment at which she said everything looks good and I have no signs of premature labor--Praise the Lord!!
Thursday I got a Shiatsu massage and he told me that Baby A is head down again (PTL) and that Baby B is slanted down headfirst so I am feeling very positive and encouraged that I will be able to have a normal delivery for both of them. Oh and before I ever got to my massage I (true to myself) got stuck in an Amish guy's driveway! Tim came and pulled me out, it was rather embaressing. Then I almost couldn't make it in and out of my parent's driveway. As if I wasn't frustrated enough with all of that, on the way home my battery light came on in the van. I didn't think it could be the battery because it's less than a year old. I made it to my parent's house and talked to my dad and he said that it is the alternator--great! One good thing is that my dad is the alternator king. Along with all of my drama, my husband had a pretty bad day at work as well and couldn't take us home because he didn't get home until 2 something in the morning. So my wonderful mom brought us home so the boys could go to bed. Tim told me that even though we thought it wasn't a very good day that only means something good is going to happen soon. We are praying for that anyway. I am very thankful for my family and that we are all safe and sound.
Today I am going back to the hospital for another non-stress test and then I am going to go with my sister to a Brad Paisley concert in Moline!!! Very excited about that and hopefully the twins will be okay with the noise. :)
Here are some updated pictures of my daily growing self. I am 32 weeks. Gage thought he should show Daddy where the babies are.

