I am so tired of being here. I can not wait until Grayson and the boys come to visit me again. I miss them so much.
They keep telling me they want me to go another three weeks if we can. But the babies are wanting out.
I have been having contractions, a lot, the doctors keep giving me a medication called terbutaline (Brethine). to try and stop them and to slow down the contractions.
I haven't told Grayson yet. I didn't want him to worry or not go on his business trip.
I will do what I have to. To protect my babies. But it sucks laying here day after day. Being bored.
I hear a Knock, knock, on the door which pulls me out of my thoughts. Come in I say,
Thank God it's Brenda.
She hugs me and tells me she misses me. I feel the same.
She brought me my favorite ice cream. Häagen-Dazs, da
