From Lemons, to Lemonade...

Okay, life is good again. Good grief. The kiddos are all back to their normal, healthy selves. As for me, I actually feel pretty darn good. Besides being horribly constipated form these prenatal vitamins, I feel quite normal. The "morning" sickness only lasted about a week and I am now finished with ALL of my medications! Wahoo! I went for an ultrasound again on Monday and the remaining baby measured normal and healthy. What a huge relief. The baby that passed is still in my uterus, but it is supposed to absorb back into my system in a few weeks. They're going to do another ultrasound in 4 weeks to make sure it absorbed and the other baby is still doing okay. We should also find out the sex, which I know the parents are anxiously waiting to know. They, by the way are doing surprisingly well. Of course when they got the news, they were heartbroken, but they're rational people and they know that this is just one of those things that happens. No one knows why, except the baby obviously wasn't quite strong enough to stay put (that, or my body wouldn't allow it to). Either way, we can only stay positive and look toward the future. We still have a healthy baby growing in my belly and they still, of course, couldn't be happier. I'm feeling so blessed right now to be in this position that I'm in. As stressful as it may be at times, it truly is a miracle. Speaking of miracles, I've got 3 of my own that are laughing in the other room as I write this. Man, life is good!

When it Rains, it Pours...

So... yesterday was definitely one of the worst days that I've had in a VERY long time. Sydney was on day 2 of a horrible stomach bug. Wednesday was the vomiting and yesterday was the diarrhea. I had to keep her in pull-ups all day b/c she couldn't make it to the toilet every time. She was miserable and so was I. Well, yesterday just so happened to be the day I had scheduled for my first appt with my new OB/GYN. Despite not having anyone to watch the girls and Sydney being sick, I knew I had to go to this appt. Well, we ended up being at the office for an hour and a half. Of course they had to be running behind when I was there with my diarrhea kid and fussy toddler in tow. AN hour and a half later (and many break-downs and poop accidents), the doctor finally performed the ultrasound. The 2 babies came onto the screen as usual, except one was moving and one wasn't. I can't explain how shocked I was and how surreal it was to see this cute little wriggly baby on one side and his/her lifeless brother/sister on the other side. He was just lying there with no heart beat. At that point, I just couldn't take it anymore. I had a slight breakdown. The poor office staff didn't know what to do with me. After getting dressed and cleaning up all of the goldfish and crayons off the floor, I drove home. I cried the whole time. I of course know these aren't my babies, but I've grown so close to the Intended Parents and if you could just understand the excitement they were feeling over these twins, you would know why I'm so heart broken. When I get home, the diarrhea festival continues and I feel like poop myself. KC is doing the best he can, but he also has a project that he's supposed to be working on with Serene. We somehow made it through the night alive, but then I was greeted by a vomit covered Sienna this morning. The diarrhea was soon to follow. Sooooo, I now have 2 VERY sick children and I'm trying to work up the courage to call Antonio and Laura to tell them one of their babies died. I'll let you know the outcome...