My Snarkey Uterus

(20w5d)
So apparently this is where my pregnancy gets interesting (again).
I am now the not-so-proud owner of an irritating irritable uterus.
Officially.

I'm told this is "too early".
Unfortunately no one mentioned that to the triplet-bearing organ busily contracting away in my abdomen.

See, it all started last night.
Or at least that is when it really picked up.
Prior to yesterday, I had periodic contractions of varying degrees during the day-- maybe 2 or 3.
Totally normal.

Around 8 pm last night I started having several an hour.
Not the take-your-breath-away contractions.
The more benign, yet still disconcerting tightening-but-not-really-painful variety (a la Braxton-Hicks).

The activity decreased slightly with the usual treatment-- confinement on the couch and large amounts of fluids.
But during one hour I lost count after 10.

When standing for 15 minutes this morning again resulted in near constant contracting, I gave in and notified the clinic.
I was hoping they would tell me it was to be expected and to just lay a little low until my appt next Friday.
Instead, I found myself seeing Dr. Peri's partner this morning (Dr. Peri is on vaca).

I am proud to report that I seem to have a "cervix of steel" per the ultrasound tech (why thank you... quite the compliment)
The ultrasound showed three active babies.
And no evidence that the near constant uterine chaos is at this point a sign of imminent labor.
Fabuloso.

Having said that, Dr. Peri's partner is concerned that my uterus is so... "ummmm... active" this early on.
And says we need to attempt to wrangle it into something resembling submission.
At least a little.
As a result I am now on a trial of medication for a few days.
Because really, I am not on enough pills right now as it is :-).
At least the two I started today are different colors-- they compliment the other rainbow of meds I choke down every morning.

I am very relieved at this point that all remains well in utero.
Now I don't have to worry each time the tightness rolls across my abdomen.
A very large weight off my... well... abdomen.
I am dialing back my activity again, which leaves me very happy that I have spent so much time preparing to spend hours each day on the couch.
This may be my new "baseline".
Which is totally tolerable to me as long as that whole "no-imminent-labor" thing holds up.

Despite said reassurance, we remain, with the doctor, a bit concerned regarding what this may tell us about the rest of this pregnancy.
I have a feeling the rollercoaster is about to resume.
This could be a very, very eventful few months.