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So if you want the whole story regarding team Farias, here's the abbreviated version. Warning: gynecological terms will be used because, well, we are talking about child birth here.

Background: it's been a sloppy pregnancy. I've had unexplained bleeding for essentially the entire time. At 5 weeks I was bleeding so badly and passing such large clots I was sure I had miscarried. It was actually at an appointment to confirm my miscarriage that I found out I wasn't miscarrying but in fact preggo with twins.
More bleeding at 10,12, &13.5 weeks. That time they found a mystery blood clot measuring 4 mm and I was put on bed rest. I came off of bed rest for 1 week then went back on at 17 weeks after it was discovered that my cervix was shortening and a cervical cerclage was put in to sew me shut.
Since then, my cervix has continued to deteriorate. At the time of the cerclage I had about 2.4 cm remaining. At 20 weeks we were down to 1.4.
This Saturday I noticed some light pink spotting. I called the on call OB and he sent me over to Labor and Delivery at Amican Fork Hospital. They checked the babies (who are always fine because they are Vikings) and checked me. I wasn't contracting and my cervix was closed from the outside so they called it good and sent me home. Prognosis: burst capillary on my cervix.
As a precaution I moved my Thursday OB appointment up to Monday afternoon. At my appointment they gave me my first round of steroids to help mature babies lungs and sent me on my way,declining to check my cervix again for fear of stirring up trouble. That was yesterday.
Last night I woke up to more spotting. It was still very light pink, but my gut told me we were dealing    with more than capillaries. I waited until 7:30 and then called the on-call doctor, who happened to be the same gentleman who consulted with me on Saturday.
He asked me to come in for an ultrasound to rule out placental problems and check my stitch. Good news: placentas fine. Bad news: my stitch appears to have torn loose in at least two places and I'm down to about 1-2 mm of cervix keeping me shut and keeping baby A's amniotic sac in. Since I was there, they gave me my second round of steroids.
So here I am. I've been transferred to the nearest hospital with a level III NICU, which is in Provo. I've also been transferred to a new OB practice since my guy only delivers in American Fork and Orem, and AF has no NICU and Orem won't accept our insurance.
I'm currently on bed rest with bathroom privileges until my water breaks or I start contracting, both of which could happen any minute or not at all for weeks to come. I'm scared, but grateful that we caught it before it was a dire emergency. I'm also glad for a change of food, scenery, and the extra company of the hospital staff
I'm 23 weeks and 5 days today. That's the very limit of fetal viability. If the babies came today they'd have about a 30-40 % chance of making it. And odds are that they'd have severe lifelong disabilities if they did. Every day they stay inside me from here on out gives them a 2-3% bett chance of making it. Our biggest goal right now is 28 weeks, when the odds of survival shoot up to 95% and the odds of severe disability drop down to about 15-20%. If you're the praying kind, pray for 28 with us.
In the mean time I'll try to update this as appropriate.
Thanks!