Yesterday was officially Week 34.
The date is signifcant (and thus worthy of a Homer-esque, "Woo-Hoo!") because Week 34 was the week our doctor hoped to get the twins to after Terri began having contractions during Week 29 (See previous post).
One of the nurses told us that babies pre-34 weeks have issues. Besides being very tiny, they can have problems holding what little weight they have, and can have trouble regulating their body temperature. A pre-34 week baby almost certainly would be in Neonatal Intensive Care, and in an incubator.
None of the above conditions were things we were looking forward to, obviously.
With the coming of Week 34, our doctor now says that if the babies come, they have a good chance of not having any issues.
Of course, we are not wishing the babies to be born just yet! Now that we've reached Week 34, the goal is to get to Week 36. If we get to Week 36, then our goal is to get to Week 37. After that . . . .
(And thanks again for everyone's kind words and thoughts the last few weeks. Terri also appreciates all the phone calls during the day to break up her bed rest.)
In the meantime, I'll say it again -- "Woo-Hoo!"