There has been such a big fuss about getting me to 28 weeks so the girls have a 95% survival rate and now that I have passed that mark, I am left wondering what I am looking forward to now. Now I am glad to be out of the hospital, but my days at home are almost as boring. At least I have Sara here making my meals and giving me someone other than my sick dog to talk to. I guess my next big mile stone should be 32 weeks, however each day is going by sooooo slow. I find myself looking forward to my OB appointment on Monday because that is a day I can put "real" clothes and makeup on and get my butt out of the house. I had so many appointments before when I was on bed rest that I had days out of the house, but now it it is the same ol' same ol' each day. The only new thing is my increased milk production which has completely taken me by surprise. I didn't know I would be leaking when I have 12 weeks until my official due date, but apparently my extra hormones are in overdrive and think it is time to feed a baby....or two. Go figure. It is time to wear a bra at all times with a breast pad to save my bra from wetness and staining.
I was also pleased to see a FedEx envelope from work when I got home. It informed me that my FMLA was running out on April 6th and if I didn't return to work on April 7th, I would be resigning from my job. Fantastic right? I'm glad they told me all about this when they got my paperwork in the first place since the girls aren't even due until June and will most likely make their appearance in the end of April or anytime in May. So after a day or two of stressing out about my possible unemployment, I called HR. They told me I could go on an extended leave until the girls are born and then get my 8 weeks to recover and I could come back to work then. I'm not quite protected like I was with FMLA but my boss had told me that he would take me back after the girls are born. I hope he still feels that way since his wife is set to have their first baby a few days after my due date. Jesse will try to talk to him and get the low down for me.
We are still keeping and eye on Matti. He had his first accident in his five year life with us this morning. This dog has NEVER peed in the house once. Well apparently the steroids he is on makes him drink more and thus produce more. He always goes potty before going to bed at night and he can make it until 7 am when Jesse gets up for work. Well I did hear him walking around outside our bedroom door at about 5:30. I wish I would have gotten up and let him out, then the poor guy would not of peed on the floor right by the back door. Our only saving grace is that we have hard wood floors and it is easy to clean up his mess. If we had carpet, we would be in need of carpet cleaning service because this is a big dog with a big bladder and the boy can pee like a race horse. So today Sara has taken him out several times to go potty and I will get up at 5 am when I take my meds and see if he needs to go out then. Jesse was really upset about how hard this is on Matti and talked about putting him down this week, but maybe things will improve while we let the medicine take its affect. I just can't imagine life without Matti. Jesse doesn't want to get a new dog for a long time, but maybe after the girls are here we can look into another companion for the family.
18 months in review
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