Pressure!

My blood pressure has crept up at various times throughout this pregnancy, so I'm on medication to control it.  We started at a low dose, and as needed, my doctor has upped the dosage.  Last week, we maxed out on the amount of medication I can take, and pursuant to my doctor's recommendation, I had my last day in the office (it's all working from home now).  Although my blood pressure stayed down for a few days, it started rising again, so much so that I thought on Monday I'd be sent to the hospital for bedrest.  Luckily, that didn't happen.  I go back to the OB today, where they'll continue monitoring me to make sure I'm not developing pre-eclampsia.

I'm so bummed about this situation.  I thought my biggest worry would be premature labor, as it is common when pregnant with multiples.  But instead, my babies might have to be born early without me ever going into labor, just because carrying them longer is too hard on my heart.  That doesn't seem right -- it will be a million times harder on my heart for these kids to be born so early that they'll have health problems and I won't be able to hold them and comfort them after their births.  I was such a protective hormonal wreck after Zachary was born that I bawled during his whole circumcision even though he was in a different room, and was again crying hysterically and having visions of slapping a nurse when she was getting a blood sample from him for a test; if they whisk these babies off to the NICU after they're born, god help us all...

These pictures don't have anything to do with anything, except that seeing cute pictures of my boys must lower my blood pressure!  And seeing this scene did make me smile over the weekend, so I'm posting them here.  Although you can't tell from his expression, Zachary loved driving the lawnmower!