Sunday, Feb 8th...24 weeks 3 days

Wow, what a morning. The nurses came in to do the usual heart rate checks and couldn't seem to find two separate heart beats. I laid there in tears and panic and fear while they searched and searched. Then they brought in some big monitor to try to find them...still...couldn't find the two. Dr. D was on rotation today, so he did an ultra sound. As I walked down the hall with the nurse I felt every bit of strength in me quickly dwindling...wondering what we would see. I was begging, pleading, crying out to God to please let me see both of our sons still beating and moving. Dr. D came in and I completely broke down. He just kept trying to reassure me and gave me a hug before we started. Right away he found my fighter baby. And heart rate was perfectly fine! His fluid is still quite low. Some, but low. I keep praying that there is enough for him as we continue this struggle to keep them within me. Our second baby has moved quite a bit, so they were both pretty close to each other. Heart rate was just as perfect! And he was boogying around all over the place. I just started crying tears of joy! So Dr. D has written a note in my file as to where the boys are so that the nurses will have an easier time locating tonight. Dr. D was disappointed because he couldn't get a print out of the boys pictures for me. The machine wasn't cooperating...but I was just happy to have gotten to see them moving around and heart beating. That is ingrained in my brain! I feel like I can breathe a bit more today. I was scheduled for an ultra sound tomorrow, but got to see them a day earlier. I'm not sure if they'll still take me for another scan tomorrow. I just keep praying for each milestone Thursday. This thursday will be 25 weeks and 2 weeks in the hospital. And 25 weeks makes even more of a difference! Please continue to pray for our boys, as I know that you all are. Brett and I appreciate it more than you know...and these prayers are making a difference in our sons lives!