Changes

The last week has been full of new experiences with our pregnancy... which has lead us to a quite eventful Monday, marking our 26th week.
It's amazing to me how different this pregnancy has been. Maybe it's because I have twins on board, maybe not. I'm sure the 25 lb weight gain and appearing like I am going on 9 months pregnant, when I'm not, are clearly because there are two fetuses in my uterus right now. However, I am finding it quite amazing that I carried a 9 lb 5 oz baby to 41 weeks with my first pregnancy without ever feeling so much as a natural contraction and had literally zero complications... and now we are in a completely different situation.
My last week of work has been more physically demanding than normal due to a few random occurrences I have no control over. Throughout all of the bed pushing, patient moving, and running to and from the med room I felt more and more discomfort in my abdomen that I describe as extreme tightness- which once it starts, doesn't go away until I get home, rest for 7-8 hours and wake up again. At least that was the case until Friday night when the tightness didn't stop until I work up Sunday morning. Like a typical nurse I had convinced myself that I was fine and these weren't contractions, but I got a little worried over the weekend when I felt the tightness and pressure while resting. So needless to say I called my OB this morning, she had me come in to see her, and now I am on "light duty" and on a weekly check up schedule to monitor things a little closer. Most importantly, both boys had great heartbeats in the 140's and virtually no signs of distress:)
So what does this mean? I'm still trying to absorb it and figure it out. My work duties are changing which is such an abrupt, unexpected adjustment. I can deal with that. Home life I think is going to be the toughest. I am used to being on my feet all the time whether I am cleaning, playing with Emme, or organizing something. I guess I didn't realize just how much I was on my feet until tonight when my belly tightened up again and again when I thought I was "taking it easy".
At 26 weeks I am feeling just a little anxious about what I foresee as the inevitable at this point... the most dreaded bedrest. I am vowing to think positive and take each day at a time with my priority being to take care of myself and these precious little boys. Easier said than done, I am up for the challenge!!!