Boy How Things Are Changing

This past week has been a week of change - and I still haven't fully processed all that the changes entail. Last Wednesday we had a tour of the NICU (just in case our babies would need to be there, we would be prepared). During the tour I was sharing with the case manager that I couldn't believe how good I felt and how the pregnancy was going "perfectly". A few hours later we were at a routine doctor appointment and ultrasound when the doctor informed us that I wouldn't be going home - I was to be admitted to the hospital. I was astonished. I needed to have a surgery done to ensure that my babies would stay in until the pregnancy was farther along. So, Thursday morning the surgery is performed. We thought everything was great - until complications started revealing themselves 6 hours later. Fear and anxiety kept pushing themselves to the forefront - despite our attempts to trust that God was still at work, that He was in control. A few hours later the doctors were able to ease our anxiety by letting us know that all three babies were ok, but they would possibly have to redo the procedure on Friday. So Friday morning the doctors run various tests to find out exactly what the complication was. By Friday afternoon we learned that the stitches that were put in to keep the babies in were also in my bladder. So, surgery again - to remove Thursday's stitches and then to put new ones in. Surgery went well and there were no complications. By Saturday afternoon, I was finally released from the hospital. But not to resume normal life. For the remainder of my pregnancy, I will remain on bed rest - not the take it easy and relax bed rest, but the you can only get up to use the bathroom and take a quick (sitting down) shower bed rest. So, that is my life for the next 3 - 4 months.
Another big change that we are getting used to - we bought a minivan a week and a half ago. That was one of the most stressful parts for me - having to get rid of my "green bean" (our Sunfire) and get a van. I cannot believe what a relief it was for me to actually get the van - the getting part wasn't stressful at all. We should have done it a few months ago! I loved driving the van for the few days we had it before I was put on bed rest. We feel confident that we made the right choice and look forward to loading it up with our precious children.
Wondering if there were any more big changes? There sure is one more! Since the beginning of our pregnancy, Jason and I knew that we did not want to find out the sex of our babies. We knew we were having three and that was enough for us. We enjoyed the suspense of wondering what we would have. And I enjoyed that we thought complete opposite of each other - a little competition to find out who would be right. Ok, maybe that is pushing competition a little to far, maybe I am just sick, but that is ok with me! :) I thought we would have two girls and a boy, Jason thought it was two boys and a girl. We felt tortured during our ultrasound last week, as the doctor needed to know the sex and we couldn't look. But, we had decided not to know and in the end we were thankful that the babies were being modest and that we didn't find out. I know, you are thinking that I wouldn't go into this whole long story if we didn't learn anything. You're right. On Thursday afternoon when we learned that there were complications to the surgery, I just had to know what we were having - I longed to be able to pray for our babies by name - not just location (A, B, and C). After much begging, the doctor finally shared with us that we are having two girls and a boy! We are looking forward to the arrival of Christina Joy, Haley Nicole, and Joshua Daniel. I love being right!