I had to start of today's update by wishing Joe a happy Father's Day. Joe, you are already a wonderful daddy and the best husband in the world. We'll have a much better Father's Day next year, I swear.
Otherwise, today was another good day, considering. The babies are still doing very well. My ultrasound this morning showed all three doing their breathing and wiggling all over. Their heart rates were nice and strong and Baby A's heart rate was perfectly consistent the entire time he was on the monitor. Good work, guys!
I was excited this morning when they took my IV out. I'm getting my antibiotics orally now and they said I don't need the fluids as long as I'm eating and drinking normally. I was thrilled with my freedom for all of 5 minutes, until the doctor came in and started pushing those damn leg compressors again. This time I cried, but gave in. I've had them on most of the day, give or take a few breaks I've given myself. I really hate them. I feel like I've been very good at dealing with everything so far and I deserve to be a big old baby about SOMETHING, so I choose the leg compressors to turn my frustrations on. Hmph.
I also need to thank all our friends and family who are supplying us with treats and food. Lauren brought me Funfetti cupcakes yesterday which Joe, my nurse and I all enjoyed. Today my mom showed up with a care package from Colleen of all my favorite Amish treats from Lebanon - whoopie pies and fresh hard pretzels. Mmmmmm. Those I'm not sharing. And Joe's mom made us stromboli so Joe and I got to enjoy a dinner that wasn't from the hospital cafeteria. I'm eating as much as I can to try to fatten up the babies (I'm trying to be healthy at the moment and am eating a yogurt), so all the food is greatly appreciated.
That's it for today. I'm exhausted today - a lot of night time interruptions last night so I'm ready for bed.