False Alarm.

This past weekend, we went to my grandpa's 80th Birthday Party at Kahuku Ranch in Ka'u. We had such a nice time! But throughout the day I was feeling contractions and since the ranch was almost 2 hours away from the hospital, Kurt and I decided to drive home instead of sleepover.

I felt contractions the entire drive over and they weren't letting up. Once we got home, we turned on a movie and started timing the contractions.

I was having them about 7 times per hour for a minute each time and we read that if they were regular and we were pregnant with twins we shouldn't hesitate to call the hospital. So we did, and they told us to come in.

Once we got there, they asked what the pain level was and at the time I thought it was about a 3 out of 10. They hooked me up to monitor the contractions and the babies and they saw that I was actually having them every 2 minutes. After checking my cervix, they discovered I wasn't dilating so their next step was to try to address the source of the contractions. They thought I might be dehydrated (even though I had 6-7 bottles of water that day) and hooked me up to an IV that was supposed to hydrate me. However, the contractions continued and they got stronger as the night went on. Next, they thought it might be a bladder infection so they had me give them a urine sample and ran it through the lab, but I didn't have one and, again, the contractions were getting stronger. By this time, I was moaning and groaning and the pain level was up to about a 7. They checked my cervix again, but I still wasn't dilated.

Kurt and I had been there since 10 and it was now close to 3 am. They finally decided that they'd give me a shot of terbutaline which is a drug that relaxes the uterus and slows down contractions. If, after an hour of receiving the drug, my contractions returned at the same strength and consistency, then it meant that I was in "real labor" and they would give me a c-section that night. However, after an hour, the contractions stopped almost altogether and I could hardly feel the ones I had.

So, by 7am, we were finally discharged and told to take it easy so that the contractions wouldn't start again. It was a really rough night for both Kurt and I but we are glad that we went in. We were scared that the babies would come early, but the nurses and on-call doctor really wanted to try everything so that didn't happen. They were also grateful that we came in when we did and told us to come back if the contractions returned and were very strong.

But tomorrow is finally the day! We have a C-section scheduled at 9am tomorrow morning and we are both so excited! The babies are far along enough now that they will likely need no NICU time and be able to come home just as soon as we're all released after about 3 days of recovery from the surgery. We can't wait to finally meet our daughters!!!