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Echoes

This feels so much like it did when I was abruptly put on hospital bedrest nearly 24-years ago at 24-weeks pregnant with twins.


How bizarre to be hospitalized when I felt fine. Healthy. There was nothing actually wrong with me (apart from contractions every eight minutes that I couldn't feel.)


Ordered to bed. "Stay still. Don't get up."


Trying to avert disaster.


Waiting. Waiting.


How long could I hold off their birth? Endless days trying not to wonder. Sleepless nights realizing how absolutely impossible it is not to wonder. Not to worry.


So much waiting.


How bad would it be when they were born, far too early? Could my actions now prevent bigger disaster later?


Oh, yes. This reminds me so much of being on bedrest in preterm labor with those babies.