<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:38:34.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuitequads</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2233955250059146970</id><published>2009-05-03T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:24:40.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sf41hkg4tvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/srlSbLKcMIk/s1600-h/100_1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331757859706812146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sf41hkg4tvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/srlSbLKcMIk/s320/100_1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adeline Vera
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sf41hPeKBkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BmsoWrc8VzU/s1600-h/100_1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331757854058219074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sf41hPeKBkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BmsoWrc8VzU/s320/100_1041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy, Daddy and all four babies.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2233955250059146970?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2233955250059146970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2233955250059146970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2233955250059146970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sf41hkg4tvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/srlSbLKcMIk/s72-c/100_1002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5998150026489000868</id><published>2009-05-03T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:19:20.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the delay!!! They are finally here!!</title><content type='html'>April 17, 2009
I was scheduled for a c-section at 1300, and things were right on time--much to my delight! I delivered four healthy, crying babies at 1309 for A, B, C, and 1310 for D. Three girls and one boy!! I was right after all with my gut feeling.
Baby A-- Adeline Vera  4 lb 15 oz  18 inches long
Baby B-- Margaret Lindsay 3 lb 10 oz  17 inches long
Baby C-- Richard James 4 lb 14 oz   17.5 inches long
Baby D-- Samantha Elise 4 lb 5 oz  17 inches long

God is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; Good!!! I can not believe how wonderfully they are all doing. Richard required a little c-pap overnight just to help him breathe but was off by Sat morning. Adeline and Samantha both had an iv and some nasal cannula o2 but were both off by Sat morning. Our little one, Margaret--did not require an iv or oxygen!!! She is a fighter, just little!! They are so beautiful.
Mom had a rough go of it after the c-section and hemorrhaged required lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and some blood---but things got back on track for me by Saturday evening/Sunday morning.
Thank you everyone for the prayers!!!!! God is GOOD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5998150026489000868?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5998150026489000868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-for-delay-they-are-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5998150026489000868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5998150026489000868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-for-delay-they-are-finally-here.html' title='sorry for the delay!!! They are finally here!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-3734342875436335560</id><published>2009-04-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:55:21.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;April 11, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Adam brought Torrie up to visit her mommy today. It was so good to be able to see her. She curled up in a little ball at the foot of my bed and just hung out with me. One of the nice housekeepers, Nipa, had brought some kitty treats for her; so she enjoyed them. I am still very sore today, but trying to keep my outlook positive so I can have a good day. Adam stayed with me until lunchtime and then he went back to get some things done at the house. My mother and father in law were back there working while he was visiting. Many thanks to them. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tomorrow is Easter. I wish I could go to church, but this year it isn't possible. Adam has been reading me the Easter story, though--which has been nice to get to share it with him. Only a few more days now. We're in the home stretch. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;April 12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Happy Easter!!! I woke up early today and was determined to have a good day. I spoke to Adam before he went into church and then got a shower, dressed in a bright color and even put make up on. I haven't put make up on for over 6 wks--since I was admitted. So, I'm going to make the best of the day. It looks wonderful outside, bright and sunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Adam and his parents got here around noon. I gave Adam his little "hospital gift shop Easter basket" I made for him--I think he was surprised. Then, we ate a great meal. It was nice to get to spend the day with family and Adam, of course. Jim and Debbie took off after lunch, but Adam stayed with me and we took a cat nap. Then, this afternoon, he took me upstairs for another soak in the bathtubs on labor and delivery. My back is really acting up and causing me a lot of pain. This is one of the few reliefs I get. My determination from the first part of the day had waned a little by the end of the day, but overall--it was a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tomorrow my doctor will be back and I will only have 4 more days to go. YEAH!!!! Can't wait to meet these babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-3734342875436335560?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/3734342875436335560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3734342875436335560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3734342875436335560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SeNRyh3loJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QWzDG1VCwMo/s72-c/100_0952%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7316103350933645222</id><published>2009-04-10T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:35:50.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;April 10, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
One week to go!!!! I can't believe it. It was another hard day. That "wall" that I hit yesterday is still there. I am so happy to be this far along, but my body is throwing in the towel. My mother and father in law came up today. They will be staying for the Easter weekend. It was great to see them. Plus, I will get some homemade food and they will take good care of Adam. At this point, it is going to be sheer determination that gets me through this next week. If I've made it this far, surely I can go one more week. Everyone's prayers would be much appreciated as my last two days have been filled with lots of tears and pain. One more week---we can do it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7316103350933645222?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7316103350933645222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-to-go.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7316103350933645222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7316103350933645222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-to-go.html' title='One Week to Go'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-8997400806676871791</id><published>2009-04-10T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:32:44.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've hit a wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;April 9, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I know that all of my pregnant friends have told me that at the end of their pregnancy they just hit a "wall" where they just feel like they are "done" being pregnant. I have hit that point today. I feel like I have had some up and down days the last few weeks, but today was an especially hard day. Besides my back being quite sore, now my belly is even sore. Every movement from the babies is painful. I am so happy at how far we have made it, and feel selfish complaining. However, I truly am questioning my sanity and bodily ability to make it 8 more days.
Adam came up before work and took me up to the bathtub to soak. It is the only thing these days that is giving me any relief. I feel weightless in the tub and can get some of the pressure off of my back.
I just love these babies so much and am so ready to meet them. I would welcome you anytime before the 17th. If not, April 17th it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-8997400806676871791?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/8997400806676871791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-hit-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8997400806676871791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8997400806676871791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-hit-wall.html' title='I&apos;ve hit a wall'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-3824386682720117118</id><published>2009-04-10T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:28:59.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 wks and counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;April 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Well, I've made it to 33 wk by our dating. I can't believe it. I guess the babies won't be wearing the little outfits I had picked out for them to wear on Easter unless they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; me and come this week before the weekend. It was a hard weekend for me. Adam was working the entire weekend and I missed him terribly. I keep telling myself that it is getting close now, but 11 days still seems like forever to go. The babies have been looking good. Today we had an ultrasound to look at fetal movement, cardiac motion and check fluid levels. They didn't measure them to give growth estimates, but they all looked good and were moving. So, my doctor is happy with me making it through the week without delivering.
I think I can, I think I can.......pray that I will have some peace about making it 11 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-3824386682720117118?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/3824386682720117118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/33-wks-and-counting-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3824386682720117118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3824386682720117118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/33-wks-and-counting-down.html' title='33 wks and counting down'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-4618558325235427083</id><published>2009-04-09T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:53:09.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another goal reached</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd41vINfPjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3rBukxnete4/s1600-h/100_0948%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750893372685874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd41vINfPjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3rBukxnete4/s200/100_0948%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd41vTF7ODI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ylgiJmrXveA/s1600-h/100_0949%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750896293754930" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd41vTF7ODI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ylgiJmrXveA/s200/100_0949%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;32 wks--scary big&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;April 2, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My final goal was making it into April, but not having the babies on April Fools Day. So, April 2nd was the day. I made it!!! I am very anxious to meet the babies. I'm happy that things are going so well. My blood pressure has been slightly higher, but not enough to cause concern. The babies all seem to be active. Fetal heart rates have been good. I'm just a gestating machine. We have chosen a c-section date. April 17th. According to my doctor's dates; I will be one day shy of 35 wks. According to Adam's dates and our original dating, I will be 3 days shy of 35 wks. Either way.........surely they will come before then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-4618558325235427083?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/4618558325235427083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-goal-reached.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4618558325235427083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4618558325235427083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-goal-reached.html' title='Another goal reached'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd41vINfPjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3rBukxnete4/s72-c/100_0948%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-4302389236107383058</id><published>2009-04-09T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:45:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting together a plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;March 31, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Adam was planning on being here at 9am so we could talk to our doctor about our "plan" for the last few weeks. I am 32 wks plus and the babies are not showing any signs of coming out. Adam missed my doctor by 15 minutes; but it was fine because he brought my baby, Torrie, up to see me. My doctor discussed  a scheduled c-section after passing 34 wks. We will pick a date officially together with Adam. There was also some discussion as to the possibility of me going home to try and wait out the c-section. Adam was concerned about this since we don't have any family up here to help me with bed rest, but the doctor came back this afternoon and decided to just keep me here until the end. My cervix of steel that i prayed for earlier is still holding up. I've dilated only slightly more, but Baby A has come down even further in the pelvis. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It wasn't really a great day overall. Besides getting to see Torrie and Adam, I had a migraine which is never fun. That evening, Adam came back and we watched a movie together. It was a good ending to a rough day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-4302389236107383058?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/4302389236107383058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/putting-together-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4302389236107383058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4302389236107383058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/putting-together-plan.html' title='Putting together a plan'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-874791001013061677</id><published>2009-04-05T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:23:20.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Visitors part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;Amy and Megan came up today to visit. It was great to see them. We had a great time just hanging out. Of course, we did the rounds by going up to see the lookout on the 8th floor. Then we just rolled around the hospital and looked at the water fountains, gift shop and other sites. It was great to see them. Adam also has several days off; so I am thrilled that he will get to hang out with me for the next several days. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 28, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy and Megan came back up today and we hung out again. We ate at Subway before they left; then we stopped to throw pennies in the fountain and make wishes before they had to hit the road to get back home. What a nice visit. Next time I see them--babies:)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322746811234968402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd4yBhEA41I/AAAAAAAAAOY/qiSKflFHp90/s200/100_0947%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What happened to black being "slimming"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-874791001013061677?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/874791001013061677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-visitors-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/874791001013061677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/874791001013061677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-visitors-part-2.html' title='More Visitors part 2'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sd4yBhEA41I/AAAAAAAAAOY/qiSKflFHp90/s72-c/100_0947%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-660785152252062189</id><published>2009-03-26T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:35:52.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;I woke up early this morning and got showered and dressed in preparation for more visitors. Adam, Naomi, Ken, Jen, and Stephen all come up later in the morning. It was so good to see them. Stephen is getting big. Ken hadn't seen me since Christmas, and he was a little taken back by how big my belly was. We went for another ride up to the 8th floor and then we showed them the floor where I will have the babies. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Mom and Bob brought dinner up around 1:30pm. It was good to have another home cooked meal. Naomi shaved my legs for me before Mom, Bob and she headed back home. It was so good to have them up here. It's always hard to see them leave. Hopefully, they'll be back before too long to welcome the babies!!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 23, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;What a busy day. The doctor stopped the medicine to stop/hold my contractions due to a now constant ringing in my ears that started last night. This can be a side effect from the medicine, but up until now I had only had minimal episodes of ringing. Since 0330 last night, constant ringing to my left ear. So...maybe that will allow something to happen. We'll see. I got up early and showered so I could be ready for Ken, Jen and Stephen to come up this morning. Adam had just walked in the door at 9am when they came and said they were taking me for an ultrasound. Yeah!!! Jen was able to get in on the fun as she walked in the door a few minutes later. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The babies are looking good and getting big. Baby A was kind of hard to see because they are headfirst in the pelvis, but estimated to be 3 lb 7 oz. Baby B was very hard to see because he/she is buried behind everyone else, but estimated to be 3 lb 3 oz. Baby C is on top of everyone and loving it, estimated to be 3 lb 8 oz. Baby D is sitting pretty at the top and is estimated to be 3 lb 12 oz. We were very excited to see that they are growing and closer to reaching 4 lbs everyday. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;After we got back to my room, my nurse and I were in a little video for the hospital Family Birth Center. We ate lunch and then Ken, Jen and Stephen had to go. It was so good to see them. Hopefully the babies come soon or else they will be in the field and not able to come back up and see them when they are born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sdj5pRgc28I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MICbgbmZHV8/s1600-h/100_0946%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321277447207705538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sdj5pRgc28I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MICbgbmZHV8/s200/100_0946%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jen, Stephen, Me, and Ken.
&lt;div&gt;Later that day, I had some new nurses come and practice putting on the toco monitors on my belly. Everyone needs to learn:) Anyway...it was a long eventful day. I'm so glad I got to spend it with Adam and also able to see my family.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-660785152252062189?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/660785152252062189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-visitors.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/660785152252062189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/660785152252062189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-visitors.html' title='More Visitors'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sdj5pRgc28I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MICbgbmZHV8/s72-c/100_0946%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2493770080191486537</id><published>2009-03-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:22:56.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 wks on my 31st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 21, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I can't believe I am celebrating my birthday in the hospital. It is definitely a birthday I will not forget. I got up this am and showered and just put my robe on while I waited for my family and Adam to come up and bring me clothes. I had a visit from my neighbors, Irv and Debbie and their daughter, daughter in law and mother. It was a nice suprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I got dressed as soon as my family got here; then we had lunch from home--it was great!! Mom's food. They also brought up presents and Adam brought up cake--totally forgot to take a picture of that though. We had a great time. Mom made a diaper bag and Naomi got me a picture frame for the babies' pictures. Emily and Trevor sent up Wheel of Fortune for the computer. That is going to be addicting since WoF has been my favorite show since I've been home off work. I know--pathetic, but I'm getting quite good. After lunch we had visitors--Barb and Fraenzi--who dropped off the most adorable knitted hats and socks--even a pair for mom and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3aH5JLCI/AAAAAAAAANw/FS7FFudg3Po/s1600-h/100_0937%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545444464208930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3aH5JLCI/AAAAAAAAANw/FS7FFudg3Po/s200/100_0937%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Barb and Fraenzie&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then, we went for a wheelchair ride. It was very nice. We went on a little detour when we got locked out of the main hospital, but it allowed me to get some fresh air. There is this lookout on the top floor of the hospital; so we went up there and could see all of Madison--it was really pretty.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3ae29OII/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJOCYjR9J4s/s1600-h/100_0938%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545450629052546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3ae29OII/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJOCYjR9J4s/s200/100_0938%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3as-GfGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7Pf-MY5nJGk/s1600-h/100_0941%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545454417116258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3as-GfGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7Pf-MY5nJGk/s200/100_0941%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Adam on the 8th floor and Me looking big in the wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;

Other than that, we played Wheel of Fortune on the computer, hung out, watched TV, and just enjoyed spending some time together. It was great. (Plus they were able to help Adam out with cleaning the house and getting groceries and all that good stuff.) More good food from home tonight for supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3ayjM2pI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9cgYhpDnPak/s1600-h/100_0943%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545455914900114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3ayjM2pI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9cgYhpDnPak/s200/100_0943%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom, Naomi, and Me playing WOF on the computer!!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am so thankful for them being able to come up and visit for this weekend. I have been feeling a little discouraged at how uncomfortable I am getting, but all that is forgotten when I see how happy they are that I've made it this far. Ken, Jen and Stephen will be up late tonight and then here to see me tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes, cards and prayers for me and the babies. We are feeling all the love!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2493770080191486537?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2493770080191486537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/31-wks-on-my-31st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2493770080191486537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2493770080191486537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/31-wks-on-my-31st-birthday.html' title='31 wks on my 31st Birthday'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scu3aH5JLCI/AAAAAAAAANw/FS7FFudg3Po/s72-c/100_0937%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5223771457594142846</id><published>2009-03-26T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:58:02.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scuzx8ICB1I/AAAAAAAAANg/jnYbx5-4XYA/s1600-h/100_0944%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317541455575779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scuzx8ICB1I/AAAAAAAAANg/jnYbx5-4XYA/s200/100_0944%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 20, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited because Mom, Bob and Naomi are coming up tonight for my birthday weekend. I can't believe I'll be 31 wks tomorrow according to my doctor. I received flowers for my birthday from Adam and some from my BFF, Amy. They are beautiful. They make my room even more alive. I also have a plant from some friends and a beautiful St. Patricks Day arrangement from my Mom and Dad in law. Adam got here at around 8pm or so after work and then Mom, Bob, and Naomi got here around 9:30pm. It was so good to see them. We just visited for a little while and made a plan for tomorrow. They are bringing me food from home; so that will be good. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317541469038987634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScuzyuR6SXI/AAAAAAAAANo/xsDooIwtLZw/s200/100_0945%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5223771457594142846?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5223771457594142846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5223771457594142846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5223771457594142846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Scuzx8ICB1I/AAAAAAAAANg/jnYbx5-4XYA/s72-c/100_0944%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5416326896441084444</id><published>2009-03-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:50:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St Patricks Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 17, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Well, we have made it to the date that we told everyone to pray for. Thank you!! Thank you for all your prayers of support!! Things are going well. Pretty uneventful. The babies heart beats have all been good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they listen to them. I am also still feeling lots of movement. My friend, Melissa, stopped by today to say hi and visit. It was nice. Adam came up to see me after work and that was pretty much my day. Nothing super exciting. Just praying for one more day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5416326896441084444?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5416326896441084444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5416326896441084444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5416326896441084444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St Patricks Day!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5590366485777180510</id><published>2009-03-17T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:07:05.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 wks!!! We made it!! Thanks for the prayers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 16, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Adam and I are so excited that we have made it to 30 wks. This was our goal from the beginning (we always said St Patricks Day because it was easier). I woke up very excited. My doctor practically jumped up and down when she came in to see me this morning. She said that the nursery had a little party that I had made it this far. So, I'm feeling pretty happy today. I had a pretty uneventful morning. We had some friends from Chicago come up and surprise us. George and Erika got here around 5pm after eating dinner with Adam. It was so nice to see them. We had a nice visit. Erika is 24 wks pregnant and she looks so cute!! My belly is a little overwhelming and scary compared to her cute belly. I am truly feeling the 5 lbs that I gained this week--it's all in my belly. Hopefully it's all on the babies:) I can't wait to see how big they are. They are constantly moving and rolling around. Baby C has found a nice home under my right rib cage which is a little uncomfortable for me, but he/she seems very fond of their new spot.
After our visitors left, Adam and I just cuddled on my big bed and watched TV. He had a headache and I had a sore back; so we were quite a pair.
I just want to thank everyone for all their prayers and well wishes that we would make it this far. We feel truly blessed to have had such smooth sailing up to this point. Now we are just thankful for every extra day we get. Our prayers now are just that the babies will be healthy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and strong!! Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaKj7JngI/AAAAAAAAANI/xz77mypapCA/s1600-h/100_0934%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331860204199426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaKj7JngI/AAAAAAAAANI/xz77mypapCA/s200/100_0934%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaLW5n4_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/EFY5GvEHwEA/s1600-h/100_0932%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331873888003058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaLW5n4_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/EFY5GvEHwEA/s200/100_0932%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaMHkEzpI/AAAAAAAAANY/oosEMqIYeH8/s1600-h/100_0935%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315331886950960786" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaMHkEzpI/AAAAAAAAANY/oosEMqIYeH8/s200/100_0935%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(l to r) Adam, Erika and George. Me and Erika. Me at 30 wks--getting very uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5590366485777180510?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5590366485777180510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-wks-we-made-it-thanks-for-prayers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5590366485777180510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5590366485777180510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-wks-we-made-it-thanks-for-prayers.html' title='30 wks!!! We made it!! Thanks for the prayers!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/ScPaKj7JngI/AAAAAAAAANI/xz77mypapCA/s72-c/100_0934%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5212118523956703621</id><published>2009-03-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:32:07.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Scare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 15, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Today was pretty uneventful really. Adam slept during the day so he could recover from his night shift. Then, he went and picked up our new chair for the nursery. After church, he picked up food and headed over. In the meantime, I had began to have some pain to my belly. I thought maybe I was hungry, but I started contracting around 6:30p also. These contractions were like the ones I've been having except they were a little more painful and more frequent. I did try to eat some of my supper once Adam arrived, but was soon too uncomfortable to eat. Then, when I got up to use the restroom, I was having a lot of pain/pressure in my pelvis--baby A I'm sure. So, I called my nurse and they hooked me up to the toco monitor. Sure enough, I was having quite a few contractions, and I was feeling them. I turned on my side and starting drinking water. The resident came down and saw me and told me that she would check my cervix in a few hours if they didn't subside. I was a little nervous. I hadn't made it to my next goal of St Patricks day yet. However, we just prayed I could make it a little longer; and the contractions subsided by around 11pm. Adam got me tucked into bed around midnight and then he headed home. I prayed that I could keep these babies in until at least 31 wks. I just want them to be as healthy as they can be. Tomorrow, my doctor will be in to see me, and Adam will be up because it is his day off as well. One more week please!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5212118523956703621?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5212118523956703621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-scare.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5212118523956703621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5212118523956703621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-scare.html' title='Little Scare'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6392456894048585956</id><published>2009-03-15T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:02:42.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 14, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I was able to leave the floor for a little bit this morning to go to one of the newborn classes. My doctor did give me the okay. They took me down in a wheelchair. The whole class was 2.5 hrs long; however, I only made it to the half way point. As glad as I was to have a change of scenery, I was super uncomfortable sitting up and starting having a few more contractions. So, I went back upstairs.
It was a pretty relaxed day. I slept quite a bit this afternoon. It was a bright sunny day; so I enjoyed that. Adam came over this evening for a little bit and ate supper with me before he headed to work.
Just another uneventful day. Praying for at least one more week. Some of my family is coming up next week for my birthday. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6392456894048585956?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6392456894048585956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/escape.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6392456894048585956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6392456894048585956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/escape.html' title='Escape!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6122962582609002083</id><published>2009-03-14T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:11:30.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Weeks and counting.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 9, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am officially 29 weeks today. Yeah!!! I'm getting there. Adam didn't have to work today; so he came up this afternoon and we hung out. We paid bills and watched a movie. It was great to just get to spend some time with him. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 10, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam came up today and we hung out all day. It was great. We watched the movie &lt;em&gt;Australia&lt;/em&gt; with several breaks in between. Nothing super exciting other than that. They did hook me up to to toco twice today because I was having contractions every 2 minutes on my early monitoring. I'm not feeling all the contractions; so we'll just wait and see what happens. I need to keep the babies in for another day in the least. My doctor gets back from her trip tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 11, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doctor walked through the door at 9am. I told her how happy I was to see her!!! She said she was pleased that I was still her. Just wait and see is her plan. Whenever my water breaks or I start contracting--they will deliver the babies. That's the whole plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a visit from Lou and Bethli today. They are friends from work. It was nice to see them. She is 34 wks Pregn&lt;img class="gl_size" alt="Font size" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;ant and having her shower this weekend. I wish I could go, but I know she understands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get to see Adam at all today because he worked out of town a 12 hour shift. That is very hard. He did get on the computer at home with the web cam; so we could see each other at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam brought me breakfast this morning before he went to work. That was so nice just to see him for a few minutes. My doctor came in again this morning. I asked her about a growth ultrasound and she said we will wait a few more wks. So, it will be 4 wks from the last one. That means March 27th. She either has faith in me or else thinks we'll have the babies by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, Katie, from work stopped by and brought posters from work to brighten up my room. Now I have posters, flowers and a beautiful plant. It's feeling more like home away from home. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx-_G3NSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tMkQ_i9rD_Q/s1600-h/100_0928%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313106249808033058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx-_G3NSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tMkQ_i9rD_Q/s200/100_0928%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx_xCM2YI/AAAAAAAAANA/rIgdc1O-_Xs/s1600-h/100_0931%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313106263210252674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx_xCM2YI/AAAAAAAAANA/rIgdc1O-_Xs/s200/100_0931%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;I got to have supper with Adam after work; so that was a nice treat. Other than that, nothing new. Just waiting around. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 13, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx_V9rrtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TUM7Xe4uoMA/s1600-h/100_0930%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313106255943544530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvx_V9rrtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TUM7Xe4uoMA/s200/100_0930%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Torrie!!

&lt;div&gt;Today was a special day because I had a special visitor. Adam brought up my feline baby, Torrie, to visit. I couldn't believe it, but the director of the unit said she was allowed to visit. I was so happy to see her. She was kind of indifferent to me since it's been 2 wks since I've seen her. However, she absolutely made my day. Adam said he couldn't believe he was bringing a cat to visit. My doctor has dc'd the toco monitor. She said that I'll know when the contractions are strong and I'm feeling all of them. This is probably true. Sometimes I just can't believe that my pregnancy will actually end at some point. It seems like the babies could stay in there forever. I get excited thinking that it is getting closer to the babies arriving. Then we will know girls or boys and who they look like and all that fun exciting stuff. The longer they stay in, the healthier they will be. So, I'll be content to wait for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, Darci, from work and her son, Noah, stopped by and we had a good visit. I am excited because I get to go out of my room tomorrow. I am attending one of the prenatal classes offered here. My doctor gave me the okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6122962582609002083?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6122962582609002083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/29-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6122962582609002083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6122962582609002083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/29-weeks-and-counting.html' title='29 Weeks and counting.....'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvr6Pp1ahI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jWawUpJJ7b4/s72-c/100_0926%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-939706309081539073</id><published>2009-03-14T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:36:12.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Everything is fine with me and the babies. We are just hanging out waiting for the babies to decide they're ready to come out. Jim, Debbie, and Brenna brought me lunch today and we visited for a while. Then they headed home because it is supposed to start snowing.
Adam came up this afternoon and we took a nap together. That was nice. I so miss being home with him.
I would appreciate everyone praying for the First Baptist Church of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maryville&lt;/span&gt;. A stranger walked in during the church service this am and shot and killed their pastor. My friend, Michelle, who was just up her yesterday goes to this church, and she is good friends with her pastor and his wife. This is a very hard time for the church and it's members. Please keep them in your hearts while they try to understand why something terrible like this could happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-939706309081539073?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/939706309081539073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/939706309081539073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/939706309081539073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-4286697230465079222</id><published>2009-03-14T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:32:09.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Full of Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 1, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Melissa and her fiance, Dave, stopped by to visit for a little bit during the evening. It was nice to visit.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 2, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, Bethli, stopped by and visited with me today. My IV has been dc'd they are just doing toco monitoring for 30 minutes per day. Still on medicine every 4 hours to keep the contractions at bay. I'm just trying to get used to my new environment. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 3, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of my friends from Chicago drove up to visit me. Vanessa and Thu arrived this afternoon. We sat around and visited and then the brought me back food after eating out with Adam. It was so nice to see them. I feel very blessed to have such good friends who even come to the hospital to see me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doctor left today for vaction; so I'll be a little on edge until she gets back. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 4, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends from work, Katie and Misti, stopped by today and visited. It was great to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend, Amy, arrived this evening. She is going to be staying until Saturday. How nice. This way, Adam will feel good knowing I'm being entertained and he can concentrate a little more on work. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7sgym6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/uMsJn983148/s1600-h/100_0925%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084203044346786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7sgym6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/uMsJn983148/s200/100_0925%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Amy
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 5, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy brought me some essential things from Target that I thought would help with my hospital stay. Then, we had manicure/pedicure day. It was easy for me since she did all the work. I am accumulating quite a bit of candy also from all these visitors. I think they are trying to give me cavities. I should probably just call now to set up my dentist appt.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy did my belly cast today. It only took about 30 minutes or so, and the cast actually set up really fast. She'll take it home tonight and then we will decorate it eventually. I think it is a fun thing to do to remember this big belly that I have.
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd6e05OnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ygPBKytkeHM/s1600-h/100_0913%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084182190701170" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd6e05OnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ygPBKytkeHM/s200/100_0913%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd65Pi68I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CG5Z1eMXiKs/s1600-h/100_0915%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084189281807298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd65Pi68I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CG5Z1eMXiKs/s200/100_0915%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam's parents, Jim and Debbie, and sister, Brenna, arrived around lunchtime or so. Brenna is here on Spring Break from Pittsburgh. I had a few things that I still need from Wal-Mart and Babies R Us; so I talked to them about this. I think they are going to go shopping tomorrow morning. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;This evening around 8pm, my girlfriends from high school arrived, Rachel, Michelle, and Angi. It was so nice to see them. I can't believe it's been 2 yrs since I've seen them. That just doesn't seem possible. Michelle is 32 wks pregnant and of course much smaller than me. I know it's normal, but WOW!! I'm feeling huge. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7Qxb2rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HpnOX8e-O78/s1600-h/100_0923%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084195597966002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7Qxb2rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HpnOX8e-O78/s200/100_0923%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The babies have been very active this week and we haven't had any major events. I just feel that I'm hanging out doing nothing except praying that my babies are getting big. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 7, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a nice day again today. The girls all came back for lunch. We had a pizza party along with Adam. It was wonderful. Then we just visited for a while and they all headed home this afternoon. Then, Jim, Debbie and Brenna came this evening and we had a good time visiting. They were able to get all of the things that I had on my list from Wal-Mart and Babies R Us; so that worked out well. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7PMJW9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/yXOBpWoLlSk/s1600-h/100_0922%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084195173129170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/Sbvd7PMJW9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/yXOBpWoLlSk/s200/100_0922%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Rachel, Michelle, Me, Amy, Angi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My mom and Bob came and visited me today for lunch. The nurses told me that one of the bigger rooms with a full size bed had become available if I wanted to move; so Mom and Bob helped move me to the other room. It is a wonderful room. It has a lot more room and it has 2 huge windows that overlook a garden courtyard. (Of course, it is cold and there is nothing green there now---but maybe before I leave there will be some color.) I was very excited to settle in to my new space. It will have more room for visitors too:) After getting me settled they headed to the baby shower that Adam's co-workers threw for us. I feel bad that I had to miss it, but Adam went to represent us. Of course, he insisted on taking a picture of me in the hospital to show everyone. Lovely!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbvSGhqVg4I/AAAAAAAAALo/-61iX5RduHc/s1600-h/100_0910%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313071194970620802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbvSGhqVg4I/AAAAAAAAALo/-61iX5RduHc/s200/100_0910%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbvSG7614eI/AAAAAAAAALw/v_rmKU9MzM0/s1600-h/100_0912%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313071202019172834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbvSG7614eI/AAAAAAAAALw/v_rmKU9MzM0/s200/100_0912%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(right) Our Host, Beth!! Thanks Beth!!
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It looks like it was a really nice shower. I just wish I could have been there. There was good food, cake and really sweet people. At least my mom got to meet some of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That evening, Adam brought up the presents and let me open the ones that were wrapped. We were given some really nice things. Again, I feel overwhelmed by how wonderful everyone has been to us and these babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 28, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Contractions are down to every 12 minutes or so and are somewhat irregular; so they moved me back to my room on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;antepartum&lt;/span&gt; unit. Mom and Bob came over to hang out with me. I was thankful they were here, because then Adam felt like he could go home and sleep after his night shift. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It was a pretty uneventful day. I just tried to get settled in to the routine. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Adam came and saw me for a little bit before he went to work again that night. I had a tough time thinking of my poor little feline baby at home without me. I cried just thinking of her. Adam said she was obviously missing me too. I know I need to be here for a while, but I sure miss her. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Just praying for a few more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-3733481959963605811?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/3733481959963605811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning-of-hopefully-long-hospital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3733481959963605811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3733481959963605811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning-of-hopefully-long-hospital.html' title='The Beginning of Hopefully a Long Hospital Stay'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsV_7vNp8I/AAAAAAAAALg/pkwfnpx-CMI/s72-c/28wks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-64763223660512949</id><published>2009-03-13T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:23:15.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Things are much different as of today. It started out like any other doctor's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; day. We had the early morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;, which was good because Adam needed to come back and sleep so he can work overnight tonight. We had the ultrasound first. The babies looked great. They are definitely living in some cramped quarters, but their weights and measurements are great. Only Baby B has dropped off a little with his/her size/weight. Baby A #2lb7oz. Baby B #2lb 2oz. Baby C and Baby D #2lb9oz. That was great news. Then they did the cervical ultrasound and I could see a difference right away just from looking at the screen. It was much different than my last ultrasound. I guess my cervix isn't as tough as I thought after all. We could see Baby A sitting right there on my cervix, and he/she had their hand on top of their head. Hopefully trying to hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt; in. I knew right away that I was looking at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bed rest&lt;/span&gt;. I had been working myself up to hearing this for the last 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;. Honestly, I was feeling quite tired and my belly is feeling very heavy when I'm up. I figured it would be for the best anyway. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I knew I was in trouble when the nurse went to get a wheelchair just for me to walk down the hall to the exam room to see the doctor. When the doctor came in, she checked my cervix and gave me quite a shock. She said that I was dilated to 1cm, 25% effaced and she could feel the babies head. HOSPITAL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BED REST&lt;/span&gt;!!! Oh no, that is definitely not what I wanted to hear. I was not mentally prepared. I started crying. Adam told me it was for the best and he would feel much better knowing I was at the hospital--especially with him being away at work so much. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;After reaching my room, I was placed on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;toco&lt;/span&gt; monitor--to measure contractions. Well, I was contracting every 1 minute, but only feeling them every 5 minutes or so. So, my doctor came down and looked and told me I had to go to Labor and Delivery for closer monitoring and to start the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to stop my contractions. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Adam had gone home to get some clothes and toiletries items for me. I called and let him know I was in a different room. I was a little nervous at this point. It was too early, and I wanted the babies to stay in a little longer. I got my IV, blood draw, monitor was hooked up. Then I was given the steroids to help the babies lungs develop a little quicker. Also, IV antibiotics as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;prophylactic&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Adam had called my mom and his mom and a few friends to let them know what was going on. Of course, my mom informed me that she and Bob were headed up as soon as she got out of work. Not necessary I tried to tell her, but she wouldn't listen. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I just feel bad for Adam. He had to go to work with no sleep. Mom and Bob got up around 8pm. I'm doing fine. Contractions are slowing a little. Babies are still doing good. Hopefully they'll be able to get me out of Labor and Delivery tomorrow am and back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;antepartum&lt;/span&gt; unit to wait a few more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm very thankful to have made it this far without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bed rest&lt;/span&gt; or hospital admission. I am trying to remember that. Plus, everything I do now is so that our babies can have the best outcome possible. I prayed tonight and asked God to please let them stay inside for a few more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;. I feel confident that He is in control, and it is very possible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-64763223660512949?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/64763223660512949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/64763223660512949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/64763223660512949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day.html' title='What a Day!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-1708010658719839564</id><published>2009-03-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:06:09.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glucose Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 24, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I had to do it today. When we went to the office last week I was told the glucose test and the blood tests had to be done between 26-28 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;. Since I'm see the doctor this Friday, I thought I should get it done. I managed to keep the wonderful orange drink down, and we went to the outpatient lab an hour later. I hope I pass because I don't know if I could do the long test and drink more gross stuff.
We went and picked up our new minivan afterwards. I drove it home--the first time I had driven it. It is actually quite nice. I just can't wait to look in the back and see four little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-1708010658719839564?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/1708010658719839564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/glucose-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/1708010658719839564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/1708010658719839564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/glucose-test.html' title='Glucose Test'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2413091409089725602</id><published>2009-03-13T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:02:55.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 21, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the day we had planned to go shopping for the babies. It was a fun day. I had a wonderful gift shower and received an amazing amount of gift cards in the most incredible outpouring of love for these little babies. Mom, Naomi, Jenn and I headed to Babies R Us late morning and had a great time looking around and getting some things for the babies. I was able to get some of my bedding, diapers, bottles, pacifiers and lots more good stuff. It was wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsMhRd6ubI/AAAAAAAAALA/7JCkI-8twb0/s1600-h/shop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312853951177734578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsMhRd6ubI/AAAAAAAAALA/7JCkI-8twb0/s200/shop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsMsppBFkI/AAAAAAAAALI/c2CRdOicouk/s1600-h/shop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312854146645300802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsMsppBFkI/AAAAAAAAALI/c2CRdOicouk/s200/shop3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(left) Me &amp;amp; my wheelchair, Naomi and Jenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(right) Me and my wheelchair, Naomi and Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did talk them into going out to eat with me after our shopping excursion. We had Olive Garden and then headed back home so I could take a nap. I do feel quite exhausted after my outings. We will have to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart some other time. Adam made them promise that we would only do one store today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, Naomi and Jenn kept working after we got back from shopping. I slept. They washed and folded baby clothes, and they also worked on organizing the nursery. It looks somewhat put together now, and all I have to do is order a dresser and nightstand that I want to go in the room. I wasn't sure if they would fit, but after seeing all the cribs up; I know they will. (Bob stayed home and put together bouncy seats while we were shopping--they are so cute!!) We had a pretty uneventful evening, but it was nice to have the family there. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsOOoe-ZoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LEHDkTaglxw/s1600-h/26wks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312855829961926274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsOOoe-ZoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LEHDkTaglxw/s200/26wks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me in front of one of the cribs. The nursery is monkey themed.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsOiYJdXWI/AAAAAAAAALY/ESmLXNRuyEo/s1600-h/26wks2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312856169174097250" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsOiYJdXWI/AAAAAAAAALY/ESmLXNRuyEo/s200/26wks2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the 26 wk belly shot. Getting big!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenn and Naomi woke me up at 6am sharp dressed and ready to hit the road. Jenn is anxious to get back to Stephen--and Ken I'm sure. Mom and Bob went to church with our neighbors and then we went to lunch when they got back. They hit the road that afternoon/evening. Not sure when I'll see them next. Maybe for my birthday in March. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2413091409089725602?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2413091409089725602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2413091409089725602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2413091409089725602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-day.html' title='Shopping Day!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbsMhRd6ubI/AAAAAAAAALA/7JCkI-8twb0/s72-c/shop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2036502412183970588</id><published>2009-03-11T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:11:57.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Week!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 16, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
We met our Pediatrician today. It was nice to just visit and touch base regarding the babies. I know we will probably be seeing her a lot especially our first year; so it was nice to meet beforehand.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 17, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
We saw our doctor today. It was just the routine office visit. No ultrasound. She did check the babies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heart rates&lt;/span&gt; using the bedside ultrasound and everything was fine. Then she checked on my cervix. She said it is still "high" but it is a little soft. Of course, this made Adam freak out. He is so nervous that my cervix is just going to open wide up all of a sudden and the babies are going to fall out. Okay, so I may be exaggerating a little; but I think I will have a little more notice when my labor actually begins.  (Sorry for those of you who are not medical and do not want to hear about my cervix.)
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 18, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
My sister in law, Jennifer, came up today. She is such a lifesaver. She started right in cleaning and putting things away and doing a few things that I've aspired to do since we moved, but just haven't done. (Such as put my china on display in my cabinet and put my curio cabinet together with some of my pretty vases and such.) She has always been way more motivated than me and probably accomplishes more than most people do in a day. Anyway, it is going to be nice to have her up here for a few days. She and Adam actually are going to paint the lower level in the next few days also. That will be wonderful now that the floor is done. We're getting there.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 19, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Jennifer is just running circles around me while I lay in bed. The house looks amazing and the lower level is shaping up also. We did go out for a brief amount of time tonight and got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bed frame&lt;/span&gt; for our mattress/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;box spring&lt;/span&gt; downstairs. That room is going to be priceless once the babies arrive and we have our family/friends coming to help out.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 20, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Jennifer went with Adam to test drive the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sedona&lt;/span&gt; today. I have been researching online and decided that with the rebates they have now, that may be our best bet for the things that I need and want in a minivan. Of course, the Volvo--my precious car--just can't hold 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt;. They actually test drove one of the minivans out for me to see and I was happy with it. Adam then brought back all the numbers and I agreed that it was a good deal for us. Later that afternoon, I got dressed and went with him to sign all of the papers. We are now proud owners of a silver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sedona&lt;/span&gt;!!! Not quite as exhilarating as buying my new car, but we will at least be able to put all of our children in the same vehicle. That is a necessity.
Mom, Bob, and Naomi came up this evening. They brought along tons of card from the gift card shower. I feel truly blessed and know that these babies are loved already. We are planning on going shopping tomorrow to buy some things for the babies using the gift cards. I'll be the one in the wheelchair:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2036502412183970588?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2036502412183970588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/productive-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2036502412183970588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2036502412183970588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/productive-week.html' title='Productive Week!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5412540678321256978</id><published>2009-03-10T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:59:20.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
My friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Korrine&lt;/span&gt; and her kids, Isaac and Hannah, came up after lunch to visit. It was great to have visitors. I am just laying around more on the couch; so having some distraction was great. We pretty much just hung out today and visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 13, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went and saw a short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt; film in 3D with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Korrine&lt;/span&gt; and the kids. It was live footage of fish and underwater life. It was pretty good; however, the kids were pretty scared once they started showing fish eating other fish. I have to admit that I jumped myself at a few of the scenes. They had to head home after the movie, but it was a nice visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late tonight my brother, Trevor and his family- Emily and Jacob, arrived to get ready for a productive weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 14, 2009 Happy Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel bad because I didn't get a chance to get anything for Adam for Valentines Day. He said he doesn't care and I know he doesn't, but I still felt bad. I will have to make it up to him once the babies arrive. Adam gave me a really nice card and a candle. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbZwQqTzTQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BSAEi5Iut0k/s1600-h/jacob.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311556242067639554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbZwQqTzTQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BSAEi5Iut0k/s200/jacob.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jacob getting a bath at Aunt Becky's.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor and Adam got up and started working on the basement. We will finally have a floor after this weekend. Me, Emily, and Jacob just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; around and played. I just enjoyed watching Jacob and playing with him. It was so fun. He is growing up so fast. We watched some Handy Manny and also some of Madagascar 2. It was a good time. By the end of the day, the tile was all laid in the main room of the basement and it looked wonderful. Tomorrow they will finish up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 15, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor and Adam worked hard to finish up the basement. They got almost everything done. All that was left was the grout for the hallway, which Adam will finish up Monday. Then, he will seal the floor. We went to eat at --where else--Red Robin, and then they hit the road to go home. It was great to see them and get to spend some time with Emily and Jacob while Adam and Trevor worked. The floor looks great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Torrie trying out the new floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5412540678321256978?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5412540678321256978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5412540678321256978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5412540678321256978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SbZwQqTzTQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BSAEi5Iut0k/s72-c/jacob.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2935476436398426049</id><published>2009-03-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:28:34.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Today we went to the hospital for the hospital tour of the labor/delivery unit. I have never really seen the department; so I thought it would be good for us to do. Of course, it was a little embarrassing to have to be pushed in a wheelchair, but the nurse giving the tour didn't seem to mind. The only thing we really didn't see was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. We saw where it was, but it is such a clean environment that they don't want a bunch of people going through. That's okay. I know I'll see it soon enough:)
Afterwards, we went to church. I was glad to go, but it is so hard for me to sit on a hard pew for any length of time. I was so uncomfortable. After that, Adam dropped me at home and he went to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2935476436398426049?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2935476436398426049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/hospital-tour.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2935476436398426049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2935476436398426049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/03/hospital-tour.html' title='Hospital Tour'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6947441600850700845</id><published>2009-02-11T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:31:42.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting paranoid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
When I woke up this morning I didn't feel the babies moving around like they usually do when I get up. I figured a little food would do the trick. After eating breakfast and drinking juice, water and milk with maybe 2 little movements--I was getting pretty paranoid. Needless to say, they are usually very active after I eat and am just laying on the couch. I decided to wait for a few hours and see if they woke up, but I still felt very uneasy when I wasn't feeling much. I called the Dr office and was told my Dr was out of town and the one on call just wanted me to come in to get a regular US to check on the babies. That way, I would rest more easily and they would know for sure everything was okay.
Sounds simple, right? Get dressed, drive to Madison, check in at registration, go to the 4th floor and then go home if everything is okay. Well, first of all--it takes me forever to get ready and Adam was at work and unable to help. Secondly, I haven't driven really for like 3 wks or so. Besides the fact that once I get to the hospital I usually get pushed in a wc to my regular Dr appt. I was a little worried, but wanted to make sure everything was okay. Luckily, I have some great friends here. I sent a text to my friend, Bethli, and she was all over it. Lou, her boyfriend and my co-worker and friend, met me at the front of the hospital and wheeled me up to my appt--even though he was sick himself. Then Bethli met me there and sat with me during the US. It was the sweetest thing ever!!
Good news--all the babies looked good. I think they are just having a lazy day. All their heart rates were lower than their normal, but still in the normal range. The US tech said that they were all moving and all looked well. I was very relieved!! I think I am getting paranoid the further along I get.
Even all night long, the babies just fluttered every once in a while, but not their normal bustle of activity with my stomach bouncing all over the place. That's okay......I am just glad to know that they are just resting. Hopefully no more unscheduled visits to the hospital!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6947441600850700845?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6947441600850700845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-getting-paranoid.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6947441600850700845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6947441600850700845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-getting-paranoid.html' title='I&apos;m getting paranoid'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7895304672902890238</id><published>2009-02-07T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:17:47.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 wks!! Viability!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtTirihI2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/KRlQd-PCihI/s1600-h/100_0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924841427051362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtTirihI2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/KRlQd-PCihI/s200/100_0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; M&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e and Naomi&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 2, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I've made it. What a sigh of relief. Adam went back to work today. My sister came up to stay for a few days!! It was great. We just sat around together and watched the Bachelor and visited and caught up on everything going on. It was awesome!!!
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 3, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
We went to my Dr appt this am. I had my US first, which was the usual 2 hour event. My sister came in with us. It was great to see the babies. They are getting big. They are all over 1 &amp;amp;1/2 lbs. They are about 1 lb 10 oz. They are very squashed in there. Seriously, it was just arms and legs everywhere. Baby C did a back flip during the ultrasound. It was so fun to get to see how active they are even in their confined space. I can't imagine how they are going to get bigger when it is so cramped--but I think it has something to do with my belly getting much bigger. The other really good news was that my cervix is virtually unchanged -- 4.23. My doctor is so pleased. She said the nursery keeps asking about me, but she has nothing to report as of yet. I told her that I am convinced I will make it to 32 wks, but I am trying for the ultimate 36wks. She just smiled and said, "That would be wonderful". No pictures to post this week as we only got a few and they are not that impressive because it was so hard to distinguish between the babies.
We went to lunch afterwards and then headed home. Me and Naomi watched a movie while Adam slept--getting ready to work overnight.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 4, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Naomi had to go home today:( It was just so good to see her and get to hang out some. I sure wish she lived closer. Oh well, I'll get her up her once these nieces/nephews get here. She won't be able to resist I hope:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7895304672902890238?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7895304672902890238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/24-wks-viability.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7895304672902890238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7895304672902890238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/24-wks-viability.html' title='24 wks!! Viability!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtTirihI2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/KRlQd-PCihI/s72-c/100_0870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2101195251469447578</id><published>2009-02-07T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:05:01.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feb 1, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Adam is such a doll!! He drove me over to a baby shower for a girl at work so that I could see her and congratulate her in person and drop off a gift. It was great to get out of the house. Plus, I got to see some friends from work that I haven't seen in forever.
After visiting for 30 minutes or so, we headed out. Adam just drove me around for a while taking the scenic way home since I was inside most all week. It was nice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2101195251469447578?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2101195251469447578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-1-2009-adam-is-such-doll-he-drove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2101195251469447578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2101195251469447578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-1-2009-adam-is-such-doll-he-drove.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6367824000788088430</id><published>2009-02-07T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:02:58.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 31, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
We had friends over for supper tonight. It was so nice. Lou and Bethli came over. She is 5 wks ahead of me in her pregnancy and much smaller, but that's okay. Adam keeps reminding me that I have 4 babies inside compared to 1. I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world; however, I do miss my mobility and getting around a little better. Oh well. I will have 4 beautiful babies to show for at the end of this uncomfortable period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6367824000788088430?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6367824000788088430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-31-2009-we-had-friends-over-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6367824000788088430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6367824000788088430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-31-2009-we-had-friends-over-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2470174602229630249</id><published>2009-02-07T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:20:46.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 29, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
Adam put the cribs together today. How exciting!! We are getting closer!! I can't wait.
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtUL-0Vx4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ID4iG1FDv5g/s1600-h/100_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303925550976714626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtUL-0Vx4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ID4iG1FDv5g/s200/100_0869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2470174602229630249?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2470174602229630249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-29-2009-adam-put-cribs-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2470174602229630249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2470174602229630249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-29-2009-adam-put-cribs-together.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SZtULg-ypbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6Hc9koMcrfk/s72-c/100_0867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5010128693634280422</id><published>2009-02-07T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:58:39.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Wks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 26, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;I've made it to 23 wks!!! Yeah. Adam has all week off and I am just going to enjoy spending time with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted belly pics; so I thought I'd show you how I'm looking at 23 wks--BIG!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4R-AvLKcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TW87m76GlZU/s1600-h/100_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300193568509077954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4R-AvLKcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TW87m76GlZU/s200/100_0866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5010128693634280422?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5010128693634280422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-wks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5010128693634280422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5010128693634280422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-wks.html' title='23 Wks'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4R-AvLKcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TW87m76GlZU/s72-c/100_0866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-8880117997044090693</id><published>2009-02-07T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:54:04.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some friends from Chicago came up today to visit. Nick, Becca, and Graycen arrived shortly after lunchtime and we went and grabbed a bite to eat with Adam. Then we came back to the house and just visited. It was a great day. They had a lot of insight for me, too as Graycen was born at 33 wks. I think I am more nervous about the whole NICU experience than I am about having the babies. They relieved a lot of my anxiety and answered several questions for me. Overall, it was just great to see them. They also brought up goodies for the babies--little preemie onesies and pants that are the cutest things I've ever seen. I can't believe my babies will be that little. I wasn't a great hostess as I sat and visited mostly through supper hour and offered to get pizza, but they hit the road so that Graycen could get a nap in while they drove. I did get a picture first, though!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300192122871457410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4Qp3UTpoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wgr0lPxRe1M/s200/100_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 24, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam was sleeping today when I had an amazing experience. I felt one of the babies as they moved inside of me. Normally, I've been feeling little kicks and stretching on my belly; but this time I felt a little body as it moved. It was such an amazing feeling. I called my mom as I didn't want to wake Adam up since he had worked over night. It was so cool. I have a feeling this is just the beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends from Bloomington came up today. Michelle and Jen arrived around 1330. We had a nice visit. It was so good to see them. We didn't do anything--just sat around and talked until they had to hit the road for a long drive home. What great friends I have!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300189340891811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4OH7orEAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rAg-pxyqW_M/s200/100_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-8880117997044090693?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/8880117997044090693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8880117997044090693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8880117997044090693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4Qp3UTpoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wgr0lPxRe1M/s72-c/100_0859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-363178918988088807</id><published>2009-02-07T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:36:47.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 20, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
We went to our regularly scheduled Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; today. My doctor rechecked my cervix and said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; looked fine. I was just told to take it easy--the usual. Two more weeks until I can breathe a big sigh of relief for these babies!!
I accompanied Adam to his employer as he had a presentation to give today. It was nice. I met some of the nice people he works with and even received a gift from one of the ladies. She made us 4 sweaters and 4 hats for the babies. They are absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; and I can't wait to get a picture of all 4 babies in them.
We grabbed supper with a friend of mine from work and his fiance. It was a nice evening. Good food and good company.
Then home to crash. Just wish it was a little easier to sleep. I'm getting fairly uncomfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-363178918988088807?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/363178918988088807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-20-2009-we-went-to-our-regularly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/363178918988088807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/363178918988088807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/jan-20-2009-we-went-to-our-regularly.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6834507656979684062</id><published>2009-02-07T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:32:17.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 17, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Adam's parents came up today to spend the weekend with us. It was a nice day. We went to Babies R Us and bought some diapers as they were having a sale--figured we should stock up when we can. We then went to Baby Depot and got our cribs and matresses--compliments of the Tuites!! It was quite the experience. It took both of our cars and we had barely any room for all of us to get them back home, but we made it. We are very grateful to them for purchasing them. We can't wait to put them together and start getting ready for the babies. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;We went out to eat to a nice restaurant for Adam's birthday tonight. I actualy put heels on and some decent clothes--it did take a while to find something that looked right, but eventually we left the house. It was such a nice time. Good food and dessert and everything. It was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300184334381056098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4Jkg7fgGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j373RTrDZeQ/s200/100_0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot to take a picture before we left, but I took one when we got home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 18, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretty much did nothing today as I was worn out from getting out yesterday. I watched two football games and slept on the couch. Pretty exciting. Adam and his mom went shopping for a little while and his dad kept me company watching TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 19, 2009    Happy Birthday Adam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hubby is 30 today! Yeah!!! I feel like a heel for not getting to throw him a party or anything, but he was very understanding under the circumstances. I did sneak out of the house last week and got him a card and some dark chocolate. Plus, I got him tickets to the Illini vs WI game through a friend of mine at work. So.....not a total loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to initally look at minivans, but ended up testdriving one. We're not sure what we're going to get yet. I have been researching online, but just wanted to get out there and see one up close and personal. It was a long day and I was pretty tired by the time we got home. His parents then went home that afternoon and I took a nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had been having a lot of tightening feelings in my abdomen since around 5pm today; but didn't think that much of it. I didn't say anything to Adam until around 9pm when it had been continuous off and on all evening even while I was laying in bed doing nothing. He was pretty worried and we ended up calling the on call nurse, who in then called the on call doctor, who in turn called me and told me to come to the hospital for some monitoring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the hospital at around 2230 and were able to leave by 0200; so, I was happy to get to go home. We had several tests and exams and the babies heart rates were checked and I was hooked up to the monitor to check for contractions. It ended up being uterine irritability--kind of a precursor to contractions. They subsided pretty much after laying there for a few hours. It was kind of scary because I just want the babies to make it to viability at the least--24 wks!! It was our first scare and very minimal compared to what a lot of people go through. Still, we were very thankful that everything turned out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6834507656979684062?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6834507656979684062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/crib-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6834507656979684062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6834507656979684062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/02/crib-time.html' title='Crib time'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SY4Jkg7fgGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j373RTrDZeQ/s72-c/100_0846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-958546314228227135</id><published>2009-01-23T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:12:46.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 9-11, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My mom and sister came up today to help me make sure my house is in order for the baby shower tomorrow. It is always so good to see them. We didn't do much work that night--just sat on the couch and relaxed. Mom was able to feel a big kick from one of the babies--Baby C, I think. However, they decided to play possum once Naomi came over to feel also. Not to worry, I'm sure they will start moving more and more as the weeks progress. My BFF, Amelia and her daughter and Mom also stopped by once they got into town. The are just staying down the rode at a local hotel. It was so exciting to see them, too. I love having company and seeing all of my favorite people. It is so fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Saturday morning we--okay mostly my mom and sister--did some light cleaning to make sure the house looked good. Then Amelia and her troupe came over and put up decorations and such. Then Vanessa rolled in with a ton of food and goodies. The shower was a huge success in my book because I got to see some of my favorite people in the world. It was so nice to get to catch up and relax with them. Of course, we got some games in and opened presents also. I was absolutely overwhelmed with every one's generosity. I received such wonderful gifts. These babies are truly loved already!! I just can't wait for them to get here and experience it all. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everyone was shooed out so I could take a nap in the evening--which I truly did need as very little activity wears me out. My friend, Nancy, had headed home. Also, my mom and sister had to hit the road to make it back by that night. Then, several of my friends and their families/ spouses/ children came over and hung out for a little while. It was nice to get to visit. Adam had returned from work by this time, and he, too, was glad to get to visit with everyone. After everyone had left, I showed Adam all the beautiful gifts that we had received. He, too, was very thankful for every one's generosity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sunday morning we met a few people for breakfast before they headed out. Then we came back to the house and visited with Amelia and her family before they left. Then Vanessa and Kerry and Quin came over. Kerry and Adam headed to the basement to sand the drywall. They are determined to get it finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It was a great weekend overall filled with friends/family and great times!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;First Picture: (clockwise) Korrine, Nancy, Vanessa, Naomi, Me, Krista, Kylie, Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Second Picture: Me, Mom, Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Third Picture: Me, Amelia, Krista&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi8lbNjnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JHj_ssbZvTU/s1600-h/100_0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582736161181298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi8lbNjnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JHj_ssbZvTU/s200/100_0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi9F-gSVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IbjoF7JOmAc/s1600-h/100_0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582744899144018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi9F-gSVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IbjoF7JOmAc/s200/100_0830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi9eVySjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ySWAha5-TJM/s1600-h/100_0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582751439243826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoi9eVySjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ySWAha5-TJM/s200/100_0840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;First Picture: Kelly and Hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Second Picture: Quin and Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Third Picture: Megan, Cathy, Me, Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-958546314228227135?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/958546314228227135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-baby-shower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/958546314228227135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/958546314228227135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-baby-shower.html' title='First Baby Shower'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoh4DtwhZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZNtdwSa6Jt4/s72-c/100_0808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-9098113481766135552</id><published>2009-01-23T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:40:15.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I went to a salon today and felt close to human again. It is something to be at home most of the time and hardly ever put makeup on or fix your hair. Adam got me a gift certificate to this salon for Christmas--so I had my hair highlighted and trimmed. Yeah!!
I was going to get a pedicure too; but I have a great husband who decided to do that for me at home to save a little money. (They look great by the way!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-9098113481766135552?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/9098113481766135552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/jan-8-2009-i-went-to-salon-today-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/9098113481766135552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/9098113481766135552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/jan-8-2009-i-went-to-salon-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6599063836356696939</id><published>2009-01-21T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:37:17.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 wks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jan 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;
I am officially 20 wks and 1 day. How exciting!! There is just something about being in the 20's instead of the teens that makes me feel very accomplished. Although, I will feel much better once I reach 24 wks and viability.
Adam and I went to our Dr today for an US and a checkup. Everything went very well. The US tech told me that they had a new US machine; and so there would be 2 techs doing the US. The great news is that everything went so well. The babies looked good. No problems seen. It was just great to see them moving, kicking, jumping and twisting around in there. We told the US techs that we do not want to know genders--so they avoided that area for us. What a great surprise we will have once these babies arrive. SOOOOO thankful that everything seems to be going so smoothly. The best news aside from the babies looking great is that my cervix remains 4.3---no change from 16 wks. My Dr was very pleased.
The rest of the appt went well. The Dr told me to keep doing whatever I'm doing at home because it is working. So, sitting on the couch, laying on the couch, napping.....you know--the usual.
Here are the latest US pics from this appt.



&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZFYS4A6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Jsbf4301dlQ/s1600-h/babya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571892139099042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZFYS4A6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Jsbf4301dlQ/s200/babya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby A--looks like he/she is trying to get out.


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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZAqpnHOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0fNyTq8W9Xo/s1600-h/babyb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571811166952674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZAqpnHOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0fNyTq8W9Xo/s200/babyb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby B with that hand by his/her mouth.
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZAVC1VlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2b5Nf4xUJjA/s1600-h/babyb4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571805367162450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZAVC1VlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2b5Nf4xUJjA/s200/babyb4d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby B/4D--hand by his/her forehead

&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZADmXSGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XFoIx6qbzAc/s1600-h/babyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571800684349538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoZADmXSGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XFoIx6qbzAc/s200/babyc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby C
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoY_zeetFI/AAAAAAAAAII/EpdTadeA3cI/s1600-h/babyc4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571796356314194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoY_zeetFI/AAAAAAAAAII/EpdTadeA3cI/s200/babyc4d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby C/4D--hand by his/her nose

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoY_7HzU5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VRqNLkvUgjs/s1600-h/babyd4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571798408680338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXoY_7HzU5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VRqNLkvUgjs/s200/babyd4d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby D/4D--always moving and hard to get a good look at.

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&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;New Years Eve!! We went over to some friends house and had a great evening eating fondue and just hanging out. My friend, Bethli is pregnant also; so the boys, Adam and Lou, had the champagne and we had sparkling grape juice. It was a nice night and we actually stayed up until after midnight. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Adam and I rang in the New Year with a kiss and happy hearts as this year will bring so much excitement and long awaited blessings to our life. We can't wait to meet our babies and welcome them to our family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5459366958476001572?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5459366958476001572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5459366958476001572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5459366958476001572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-8270606894953243776</id><published>2009-01-21T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:37:46.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 29&lt;/span&gt;

Ken and Jen and Stephen stayed the night and we ended up playing in the snow on Monday and going into Madison that day before they headed back.
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXexl6rPNPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XgEJWwHm5lU/s1600-h/100_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293895151961191666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXexl6rPNPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XgEJWwHm5lU/s320/100_0792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stephen with his snowman&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-8270606894953243776?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/8270606894953243776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-29-ken-and-jen-and-stephen-stayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8270606894953243776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/8270606894953243776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-29-ken-and-jen-and-stephen-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXexl6rPNPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XgEJWwHm5lU/s72-c/100_0792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5830353304596606992</id><published>2009-01-21T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:41:02.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franklin Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dec 26&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The beginning of the Franklin Christmas. Mom and Bob, Naomi, Trevor, Emily and Jacob arrived today to begin our festivities. Mom, Bob and Naomi got here first and they helped me finish cleaning the house as that has gotten to be quite a chore for me and Adam has been working all week. Other than that, we just hung out --which was nice and waited for the rest of the crew to arrive tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXeu6wIU8lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ehryh6pXDYo/s1600-h/100_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293892211372782162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXeu6wIU8lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ehryh6pXDYo/s200/100_0746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXeu7JDClQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gGiOJYafcz8/s1600-h/100_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293892218061493506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXeu7JDClQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gGiOJYafcz8/s200/100_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Me and my sister. Me and my sister in law, Emily (who is approx 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; further along than me).&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dec 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The rest of the crew arrived. Ken, Jenn and Stephen and then Paul and Jesse and Grandpa and Grandma Nation. It was so great to see everyone. Of course, I got a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ooooh's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aaaah's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over my ever growing belly. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;had a good day and ate a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smorgasbord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of food and the let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; ones open their Christmas presents as we waited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adam to get home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXewHE0KlFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ItlAyOfLo-s/s1600-h/100_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293893522595419218" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXewHE0KlFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ItlAyOfLo-s/s320/100_0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes4KL1JAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WVOsK85L9EI/s1600-h/100_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293889967803933698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes4KL1JAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WVOsK85L9EI/s320/100_0772.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes3neUohI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OwALR-_wBds/s1600-h/100_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293889958486254098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes3neUohI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OwALR-_wBds/s320/100_0753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes4KL1JAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WVOsK85L9EI/s1600-h/100_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXes3neUohI/AAAAAAAAAFY/OwALR-_wBds/s1600-h/100_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Stephen and Jacob opening presents--they are so cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Once Adam got home from work, the rest of us exchanged gifts and then had some fun playing x-box. How nice to have everyone here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXevq0TytPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bd_jA0zHaog/s1600-h/100_0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293893037128332530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXevq0TytPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bd_jA0zHaog/s200/100_0775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Franklin crew: (standing) Paul, Trevor, Ken, Adam (sitting) Jesse, Emily, Naomi, Jennifer, Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dec 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had a huge feast for lunch for our official Christmas dinner; and then watched the kids play for a while before they started heading back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It was so nice to have eveyone up for Christmas. Next year will be quite a different experience for all of us as we will have 5 new babies at Christmas. What an exciting year we have a head of us. How thankful I am for my family!!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5830353304596606992?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5830353304596606992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/franklin-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5830353304596606992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5830353304596606992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/franklin-christmas.html' title='Franklin Christmas'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SXeu6wIU8lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ehryh6pXDYo/s72-c/100_0746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6804462447841380473</id><published>2009-01-14T19:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:32:12.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Dec 24, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We went to church with our neighbors tonight for a special Christmas Eve service. It was a special service to reflect on memories of Christmas traditions and the meaning of Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It made me think of all the wonderful memories I have of Christmas' past with my family and Adam. However, I mostly sat and thought of how special next Christmas will be with our very own family. God has answered prayer with this pregnancy and these babies. I can hardly wait to meet them and hold them and start a Christmas tradition of our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6804462447841380473?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6804462447841380473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6804462447841380473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6804462447841380473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-140078542523409949</id><published>2009-01-14T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:29:00.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Dec 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Adam and I exchanged Christmas gifts this night. It was nice. We just sat on the couch in our pajamas and were thankful to have the time together. Next year will be an entirely different Christmas because we will have 4 babies to share our special day with. We just cuddled and talked about how much fun it will be:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-140078542523409949?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/140078542523409949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-23-2008-adam-and-i-exchanged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/140078542523409949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/140078542523409949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-23-2008-adam-and-i-exchanged.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-160335959114462659</id><published>2009-01-14T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:26:25.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 22, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
We went out to eat with Adam's family to an Indian restaurant and then had to book it to make it to my Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. Time just got away from us. My mother in law went in with us to see the Dr and everything looked good. Just a simple office visit--B/P, urine, and a chat. The Dr uses a bedside ultrasound to check the babies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heart rate&lt;/span&gt;--since it is impossible to distinguish between the babies using a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doppler&lt;/span&gt;--and all looks good. The babies are doing great and my mother in law was able to see them moving around and looking good.
Adam's family left later this afternoon. It was so nice to have them up here, but we understand that they needed to get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-160335959114462659?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/160335959114462659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/160335959114462659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/160335959114462659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-weeks.html' title='18 weeks'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-3816573966241174730</id><published>2009-01-14T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:21:35.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Dec 20, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adam's family came up for the weekend to celebrate Christmas with us. It was great to see them and to just get to hang out. I was pretty much placed on the couch while his Mom did all the cooking and his sister helped out around the house with small things. Talk about feeling lazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went to the mall for a little bit---not too long-- as it is on my list of restrictions. Then we came home and ate and opened presents. It was a nice evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rNfWTrdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_Rn5bpsGQb0/s1600-h/000_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291354860448624082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rNfWTrdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_Rn5bpsGQb0/s320/000_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rMnJpQCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lG0eFloZLBk/s1600-h/000_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291354845363126306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rMnJpQCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lG0eFloZLBk/s320/000_0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rNNy3HqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4XJZ89sgRwI/s1600-h/000_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291354855736549026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rNNy3HqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4XJZ89sgRwI/s320/000_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some pictures of the Tuites opening presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-3816573966241174730?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/3816573966241174730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-20-2008-adams-family-came-up-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3816573966241174730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/3816573966241174730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-20-2008-adams-family-came-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6rNfWTrdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_Rn5bpsGQb0/s72-c/000_0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5057135909436723276</id><published>2009-01-14T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:14:25.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Work for a while--Medical Leave Begins!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
This was my last night of work for quite some time. I am pretty bummed about that; however, I can tell that I'm slowing down. It kills me to think I'm not pulling my weight or doing as much as I used to. I know it is best for the babies, but it is still hard to swallow that I will not be contributing financially and will be sitting at home until these wonderful babies are here.
I truly do want what's best for the babies; and so medical leave it will be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5057135909436723276?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5057135909436723276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-day-of-work-for-while-medical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5057135909436723276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5057135909436723276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-day-of-work-for-while-medical.html' title='Last Day of Work for a while--Medical Leave Begins!!'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5468012472844618669</id><published>2009-01-14T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:10:44.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 16, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my second to last day of work. It was sad thinking of it while getting ready to go in. On the other hand, I hardly have any scrubs left that are fitting me. Everyone says they can see a difference from week to week with how big I am getting. It's harder to see when it's you. People brought food and candy and it was a special treat tonight. It was hard to say goodbye to a bunch of people that I won't be seeing for a while. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291352518868370034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 56px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6pFMSEgnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kkOIXj3hOkw/s400/pregnantwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a picture of several girls at work who are also pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5468012472844618669?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5468012472844618669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-16-2008-this-was-my-second-to-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5468012472844618669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5468012472844618669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-16-2008-this-was-my-second-to-last.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SW6pFMSEgnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kkOIXj3hOkw/s72-c/pregnantwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-634824373085872447</id><published>2009-01-12T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:21:28.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Weeks and all is well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 8, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Bob helped us put up the tree and our decorations in the morning, then off to the Dr appt. I didn't realize how intensive these ultrasounds would be. I just thought they would look at the babies and check their heart rates. Well, 40 minutes into the ultrasound we had finished looking at Baby A. WOW!! Two bathroom breaks and 50 minutes longer and we were finished. Poor Bob waited in the waiting room as I had no idea how long this was going to take. The great news is that all of the babies looked wonderful. They are quite photogenic--giving the US tech several great pictures. They were even able to measure their heads, belly's, legs and show us their kidneys, bladder, stomach, brains, umbilical cords and fingers and toes. It was soooo amazing. We were in awe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor then checked my cervix and gave me a great report--- 4.3!! She said that she would be happy with anything over a 4; so I was quite pleased, and Adam was relieved. The rest of the appt was just chatting and checking BP and such. I was instructed on limiting my activity--told no shopping (oops!), and given a reluctant blessing to finish my 2 wks left of work. I agreed to try and be more compliant and we were finally headed home 3.5 hrs later
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had started to snow/sleet; so Mom and Bob took off right away. I was so glad Mom was able to go with me to the appt and see the babies. It was quite amazing. Here are some of the pictures from that day.&lt;/div&gt;


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Adam and I both worked overnights the night before; so we slept in and then got up in the afternoon and started some shopping. After all, I had a lot of lists to get done before Christmas--a lot!! We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart, Babies R Us, and Home Depot. It was a lot of running, and it did allow me to mark a line through a few things on my list. Up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorow&lt;/span&gt; for more.



&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 5, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adam and I got up and went out for breakfast; and then we headed to a little tree farm to find a tree. We both spotted our tree at the same time and cut it down and brought it home!! It was perfect!! and we were both excited for our first real tree for our home. We stopped and got some Christmas presents on the way home before heading home to shower up for the rest of the day. We drove to the Dells and did some serious shopping. We pretty much finished up--which was our goal. I held up pretty well; although, by the end of the day I was exhausted. I fell asleep on the couch as soon as we got home. Adam was super sweet and let me sleep. He even went to a party that night by himself after tucking me into bed. I just couldn't take one more step.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 6, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was quite the cold day. We put up Christmas lights outside. Of course, my job consisted mostly of standing there and handing him lights and tools. However, we decided next year to start earlier. It was freezing!! Grocery shopping later that day was more of a challenge. I was having a lot of lower abdominal pressure and moved quite slowly through the store. Adam has decided my days of grocery shopping are numbered. I pretty much hit the couch as soon as we got home. We did go to a friends house that night to watch a fight--but it was a nice low key night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 7, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom and Bob came up tonight so that they can help us put up the Christmas tree and decorations and then go to our Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Can't wait to see the babies!!
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2323211666156880206?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2323211666156880206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/shopping-marathon-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2323211666156880206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2323211666156880206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/shopping-marathon-begins.html' title='Shopping marathon begins'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7081639192715025795</id><published>2009-01-08T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:59:53.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
Fifteen weeks today--I can hardly believe it. I am in the middle of a long stretch of days and everything is going well. I'm spoiled rotten at work and everyone is very overprotective making sure I don't do too much or go in on many traumas and all the radiation exposure. It has made Adam feel much better about me still working. I think he just wanted to put me in a bubble when we found out I was pregnant with the quads and not let me work anymore. The truth is, however, I enjoy work immensely. I love what I do and the people at my work have been wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7081639192715025795?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7081639192715025795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-1-2008-fifteen-weeks-today-i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7081639192715025795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7081639192715025795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/dec-1-2008-fifteen-weeks-today-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7288928318042022580</id><published>2009-01-04T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:56:17.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 26, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to church with Mom and Bob at home. We have so much to be thankful for!! I burst into tears when I stood to give a testimony. I am just bursting with thankfulness for this pregnancy and these babies. Adam and I are truly, truly blessed. We can not wait to welcome them into our family. We just pray that the pregnancy keeps going as smoothly as it has been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 27, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFssxsWpSI/AAAAAAAAADI/IC6L4CG_jVk/s1600-h/100_0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287626954019087650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFssxsWpSI/AAAAAAAAADI/IC6L4CG_jVk/s200/100_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my Grandparents for Thanksgiving dinner. It &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFstUGLhQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YkcKRGz4xmQ/s1600-h/100_0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287626963254215938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFstUGLhQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YkcKRGz4xmQ/s200/100_0719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was so nice to see &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFst12BOTI/AAAAAAAAADY/z3Dmqxj125o/s1600-h/100_0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287626972313237810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFst12BOTI/AAAAAAAAADY/z3Dmqxj125o/s200/100_0721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the entire &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFsuZSBbOI/AAAAAAAAADg/N6fR_TrzD20/s1600-h/100_0722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287626981825932514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFsuZSBbOI/AAAAAAAAADg/N6fR_TrzD20/s200/100_0722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures from L to R: My new cousin, Isaac. My mom and my uncle. My nephew, Jacob. My nephew, Stephen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got up super early to go shopping the day after Thanksgiving with my Mom and sister. It is kind of our tradition. I got a lot of my shopping done but could really tell that I'm a little slower than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-pregnancy. My mom said it's official, "I'm waddling". Oh well. I made it. We met Adam for breakfast and then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bloomington&lt;/span&gt; to meet his family. We had a great time there as well. The first thing Adam did when he got there was go through the attic and all of his old toys and clothes. That was fun. We did find a lot of treasures that our kids will really appreciate some day. Other than that, we just hung out with his family and had a great time and even more great food. We headed back the next day at around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;noonish&lt;/span&gt; because we both had to go work that night. What a great trip home to visit our families. I cried as we drove home thinking of how long it would be before I would make it back. I know it's a small sacrifice, and these babies are worth it. I will just have to remind myself of that when I am feeling homesick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7288928318042022580?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7288928318042022580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanksgiving-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7288928318042022580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7288928318042022580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanksgiving-at-home.html' title='Thanksgiving at home'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFssxsWpSI/AAAAAAAAADI/IC6L4CG_jVk/s72-c/100_0714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5856607251422779559</id><published>2009-01-04T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:06:59.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First movement from babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 24, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fourteen&lt;/span&gt; weeks and counting. Everything is going very smoothly. I received some distressing work regarding my leave status for work; so I'll just pray that everything there works out.
I'm sure that I'm feeling movement now. Last week, I wasn't sure. I thought it was just a bunch of stretching and pulling. It's not the "flutter" that most people describe. I feel more like a "rolling" in my belly. Maybe that's because there are 4 of them in there. It is quite exciting and I can't wait to feel them moving more.
Two days until I get to go home for Thanksgiving. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5856607251422779559?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5856607251422779559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-movement-from-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5856607251422779559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5856607251422779559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-movement-from-babies.html' title='First movement from babies'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5476234821519666902</id><published>2009-01-04T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:03:45.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 wks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
Thirteen weeks. I had some tightening across my abdomen and wasn't quite sure what it was, but the other women at work assured me they were Braxton Hicks contractions. So, I drank as much water as I could through the night at work and they did get better. I told Adam about them when I got home--which just made him worry. I am otherwise feeling very good. I just need to keep up with my water. I'll be better.
Lots of stretching and pulling feelings on my sides this week. I'm sure that my belly is just growing and expanding, but it's quite a wierd feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5476234821519666902?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5476234821519666902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-wks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5476234821519666902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5476234821519666902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-wks.html' title='13 wks'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7680492498083778195</id><published>2009-01-04T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:59:51.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Edward ED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
We ran a few errands while we were in Chicago and then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Naperville&lt;/span&gt; to see all my friends back at my old place of employment. I miss everyone there terribly; plus, I could hardly wait to tell them of our pregnancy. They had all been there supporting me through all of the ups and downs of our initial infertility treatments. I could hardly keep it in as I walked down the hall to tell them.
Needless to say, everyone was very excited for us and shocked as to the number of babies I was carrying. We received so many well wishes and encouraging words. It absolutely made my day!! I had waited so long to tell them that I was pregnant.
We went to some other friends house that evening for supper and to just hang out. It was a great end to the day. Then we drove back home to our kitty, Torrie, who was waiting for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7680492498083778195?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7680492498083778195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/visit-to-edward-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7680492498083778195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7680492498083778195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/visit-to-edward-ed.html' title='Visit to Edward ED'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-5830586464960364288</id><published>2009-01-04T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:54:38.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov 11, 2008&lt;/span&gt;


I had an all day retreat for work which was kind of fun. I told my boss about my dr appt and all the restrictions. She was very understanding and told me she would adjust the schedule.


Adam and I left for Chicago as soon as my retreat was over. We met his Dad for supper and then went to the hotel we had booked. We knew this would be the last night in a hotel for a long time; so we enjoyed it.
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my belly at 12 wks. Not too bad. We'll see how long I can post pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5830586464960364288?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5830586464960364288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/nov-11-2008-i-had-all-day-retreat-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5830586464960364288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5830586464960364288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/nov-11-2008-i-had-all-day-retreat-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFoC9ntpXI/AAAAAAAAADA/cMNTup5Pf1A/s72-c/100_0706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2302307014192488279</id><published>2009-01-04T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:50:14.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First visit with specialist and official ultrasound!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;
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What a Great!! day. It was very emotional for me, but mostly it was so reassuring. We had our ultrasound first, which was soooo great. All four babies are looking very good. They are all measuring right on target and are very active with great heartbeats. They were given their designation at A-D (which we found out is the order they will be delievered--so they won't move around). Baby A and D are our active ones. Baby B had his/her legs crossed and Baby C was sucking his thumb. It was just amazing to see our babies looking so good. We were very encouraged and the doctor said they looked great.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFhMlljOxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Qcevsj1qs3g/s1600-h/4babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614306385607442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFhMlljOxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Qcevsj1qs3g/s200/4babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Kerry and Vanessa--our good friends from Chicago came up this weekend. It was great to see them. Plus, the boys worked on the basement. They got all the drywall up and put quite a dent in the mudding. Me and Vanessa just had a lazy weekend and lounged around and I got to play with Quin--Adam's godson. &lt;/div&gt;



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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Election Day&lt;/span&gt;
Eleven weeks and 1 day. I can't believe it. I made it to the end of my medication regimen. I hadn't really said that much about it, but it was part of the infertility stuff. I had to take them until I found out if I was pregnant and if I was--until I was eleven weeks!! I made it. No more medicationg myself twice a day with different meds. Just a huge ole prenatal vitamin now. Yeah!!! One more week until I see the perinatologist that will follow me through my pregnancy--Oh--and I'll get to see the babies:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-4969012819911402315?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/4969012819911402315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/nov-4-2008-election-day-eleven-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4969012819911402315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4969012819911402315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/nov-4-2008-election-day-eleven-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-2221232703455206268</id><published>2009-01-04T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:58:51.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 29, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
I had a paranoid day today. I'm worried that I'm not getting bigger and that something is wrong. I tell Adam who reassures me everything is fine and I should not run to the hospital and beg for an ultrasound. So, then I called my mom and she said the same thing. I am very anxious for my apt on Nov 10th. I want to see the babies and make sure they are okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-2221232703455206268?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/2221232703455206268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/oct-29-2008-i-had-paranoid-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2221232703455206268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/2221232703455206268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/oct-29-2008-i-had-paranoid-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-3763504689954395</id><published>2009-01-04T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:56:48.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFam3ldHAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sHLHbsZ7Wbc/s1600-h/100_0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287607061312248834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFam3ldHAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sHLHbsZ7Wbc/s200/100_0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFamFfXZ3I/AAAAAAAAABI/fjz_MDPJoM8/s1600-h/100_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287607047864936306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFamFfXZ3I/AAAAAAAAABI/fjz_MDPJoM8/s200/100_0693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 26, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;We had a busy weekend this weekend. Our friends Mike and Lori came up with there 3 little ones for a night and my 2 younger brothers along with Trevor's wife, Emily, and son, Jacob, came up. Adam was able to go see the UW football game on Saturday and Trevor and Paul otherwise worked on our kitchen and perfected it--including putting up the trim and undercabinet lighting. It looks awesome. Emily is also pregnant--so we spent a lot of time on the couch. It was nice. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Adam is getting very concerned about me already. I feel like I'm doing great. No problems and I'm not expecting any. I feel very blessed to have these four babies growing inside of me. I'll be ten weeks tomorrow and am feeling good.&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 20, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;Besides being my older brother's birthday, today was my appt with my regular OB/GYN. It was pretty routine. What to do, not to do, eat, not to eat. We did ask if he would mind taking a quick look to make sure the babies were okay--I didn't realize how paranoid I would be in between ultrasounds. He did, of course, and all four babies had great heartbeats. My doctor also informed me that this would be his last visit with me regarding my pregnancy. I would be followed solely by the perinatologist in their group. They made the appt for me--Nov 10th! Three weeks to wait and see how the babies are doing. I think I can make it that long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click on the US to see it up close. You can see all four gestational sacs pretty clearly--the babies are too small to get a good look at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-5990961644646619832?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/5990961644646619832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-ob-drs-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5990961644646619832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/5990961644646619832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-ob-drs-visit.html' title='First OB Dr&apos;s visit'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_bOINwiLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/izte8WUNnkk/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-6451546493577869297</id><published>2009-01-03T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:46:46.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
To Mom and Bob's house and then to see the rest of the family. It was so nice to be able to visit with everyone. Little did I know it would be one of my last visits home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFYPSUFAQI/AAAAAAAAABA/z_WnWj97dOA/s1600-h/100_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287604457147007234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFYPSUFAQI/AAAAAAAAABA/z_WnWj97dOA/s320/100_0678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who wouldn't want to go home to see these cuties--my 2 nephews (and one of my brothers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-6451546493577869297?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/6451546493577869297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/oct-12-2008-to-mom-and-bobs-house-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6451546493577869297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/6451546493577869297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/oct-12-2008-to-mom-and-bobs-house-and.html' title=''/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SWFYPSUFAQI/AAAAAAAAABA/z_WnWj97dOA/s72-c/100_0678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-4095517853094638298</id><published>2009-01-03T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:27:36.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 10, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
To my best friends house for the weekend. She had little onesies there waiting for me and the best book a girl could ask for in this situation, &lt;em&gt;Everything Twins, Triplets, and More Book&lt;/em&gt;. It was a good weekend hanging out with her and her family for her birthday. I'm still feeling nauseated and not wanting to eat much, but I'm trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-4095517853094638298?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/4095517853094638298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4095517853094638298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4095517853094638298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-at-home.html' title='Weekend at home'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-4164837055959717212</id><published>2009-01-03T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:20:51.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First US-surprise of a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Oct 6, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
After both of us got off work at 7:30am, we headed to the doctor's office to get a look at these babies that I was carrying. Little did we know we would soon get the shock of a lifetime.
Once we got into the room for the ultrasound, the doctor asked about my pain and I told him I had only had real minimal pain to the LLQ (left lower quadrant) since 5 days ago--chalked it up to that cyst. Adam was holding my hand when he began to look at the screen. The doctor looked at the screen and said, "No wonder you're having pain. You have four babies along with that cyst in there." I looked at Adam in disbelief and he looked at me with an expression somewhere between shock and ---I can't quite describe it--I've never seen it before or since. The doctor then confirmed, 4 babies with good heartbeats. We were having &lt;strong&gt;quadruplets&lt;/strong&gt;. He then left me to get dressed. Then, the nurses came in to look at the screen. They were very excited and happy for us. We were still in shock! As we got into the car, we just couldn't believe it. Our chances of this happening were supposed to be "slim to none". What can we say, prayer can make miracles happen. It had just happened for us!! I remember calling my mom at work and asking her if she was sitting down--then told her we weren't having twins after all--quadruplets instead. She was quite suprised; as was everyone else we called that day. Adam's mom was speechless--literally! We just drove home and thanked God for this miracle and asked Him to give us strength to deal with all the upcoming challenges that we knew would ensue. Quadruplets!!! Four little babies at once to love and adore.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the US that was taken that day. Not many of the pictures transferred to the disc; so you probably can't tell what anything is......but we know that is showed us Quads!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-4164837055959717212?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ced27a091d1a30a1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/4164837055959717212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-us-surprise-of-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4164837055959717212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/4164837055959717212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-us-surprise-of-lifetime.html' title='First US-surprise of a lifetime'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7900120348691279337</id><published>2009-01-03T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:52:36.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Scare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oct 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
Our first scare in the pregnancy came early. I woke up around 4 am with excruciating pain that was causing me to be sick and sweaty and feel the worst pain I've experienced. Sometimes being in the medical field is not that much of a blessing. All I could think of was, oh no--I'm having an ectopic pregnancy--meaning it is not in the uterus but in the tubes--meaning surgery and mostly--not a viable pregnancy. I tried to tough it out for about 30 minutes because I knew Adam had to go to work at 6am and I didn't want to wake him up. Eventually, I called for him and we had to decide what to do. I paged my doctor around 6am and he asked if I could make it to the office--Adam had gone to work--as I decided I would be okay by myself. The pain at this point was lasting for approx 35 minutes and then subsiding and then returning. I called my mom on the way to the doctor's office--crying of course--and scared that after this great news, I was going to lose this baby! I prayed the whole way there and asked her to pray also.
My doctor did a bedside US and looked at both of my tubes--thinking as I had about an ectopic pregnancy. However, he told me that there were 4 gestational sacs and the tubes were clear. (He did find a baseball sized ovarian cyst--maybe the source of the pain.) He saw 2 babies with heartbeats and 1 empty sac and 1 questionable sac. I was thrilled. We were having twins!!! What wondeful news. I asked him if I still needed to come in on Oct6th for my scheduled US, and I'll never forget what he said. "There's a lot that could change in 5 days." Seriously, what could change in  5 days. We're having twins!!
I called Adam and told him the good news, my pain was not an ectopic and we were having twins!! (As for the pain, I had forgotten all about it at that point and was so thrilled to have seen 2 heartbeats.) I updated my mom after talking to Adam and then went home to relax. I only had one other episode of pain and just chalked it up to that big cyst. Twins--How exciting. Oh well, we'll get more pictures of the babies on Monday---or so I thought:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7900120348691279337?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7900120348691279337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-scare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7900120348691279337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7900120348691279337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-scare.html' title='First Scare'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6793469473612829471.post-7628318367134895788</id><published>2009-01-03T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:38:34.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post--be patient with me. I'll figure this out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 15th, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
I thought I'd start at the beginning of our journey. This is the day that started our adventure. After 2 years of trying to get pregnant, we found a new infertility doctor in our new town after starting new jobs and buying a new house......just a little stress. We liked him the instant we met him and decided to give the infertility treatment route 1 more try. Otherwise, we were set up to go to 2 different adoption meetings. However, I felt strongly that we needed to do one more treatment and Adam agreed. So........this was the day we would find out if it had been successful. I was not feeling very optimistic. Who would after 2 years of trying to get pregnant. Adam had gotten up early to drive to Chicago to catch a flight to PA to visit family. I got up and drove to the doctors for an early morning blood draw. Then I had to come home and attempt to sleep before I went to work that night. Needless to say, I woke up with every little noise. When the phone rang around 1100 I jumped up and answered frantically. The nurse identified herself as working at our infertility clinic and then said, "Congratulations. You're pregnant". I couldn't believe it. "Really? Are you sure?", I asked her. I quickly told her I had to go so I could call my husband who was boarding a plane in 30 minutes. It was the most exciting phone call I've made up to this point in my life. I called and Adam answered and I told him the the doctors office had just called and he said, "And?..." "We're pregnant!" I told him. He was happy and mostly relieved I think because he had been worried that if it was bad news I would be by myself. I would have loved to given him a big kiss and hug, but it wasn't possible at that time. We were both alone and left to pray and thank God for this tiny miracle. All of our prayers had been answered with this one phone call. I then proceeded to call my entire immediate family and tell them the good news--they had been praying for us constantly and I knew this is why we were pregnant after all.
I set up an appt for our first US on Oct 6th and then tried to go back to sleep--yeah right:)
Sorry for the rather lengthy first post, but this is how our journey began. I hope you will enjoy the rest of the journey with us as we begin our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6793469473612829471-7628318367134895788?l=tuitequads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/feeds/7628318367134895788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post-be-patient-with-me-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7628318367134895788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6793469473612829471/posts/default/7628318367134895788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuitequads.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post-be-patient-with-me-ill.html' title='First Post--be patient with me. I&apos;ll figure this out.'/><author><name>rtuite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15424403353680129998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86dOqNXeNOg/SV_IJg07FkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7gJwjUO1k9U/S220/blog+pictures.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
