Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Things you do not say to a pregnant woman carrying twins

1. Wow. You are really getting big.

2. You got so much sleep yesterday, how can you be tired?

3. I can barely fit my arms around you.

4. This house is really messy.

5. C'mon, this is an all you can eat have to eat your money's worth.

6. Did you put on make up today?

7. Why can't you sleep?

8. Will you go upstairs and get me a shirt?

9. Why do you always want sub sandwiches?

10. It's not hot in here.

Boys: n.- noise with dirt on it

It's 20 weeks. The halfway point.
We are expecting boys...2 of one time! Slightly even more overwhelming because they are a species I've not yet raised. I'm hoping they are easier.
I am actually tickled pink....or blue rather. The thought of two little buddies, a room with bunk beds, and the fact that I hear little boys really love their mommies; it just gets me nearly giddy.
The downside....I have so many girl things and everything is pink. I get to start over without a lick of clothing and two little bodies to prepare for. They are fraternal twins so I'm not trapped by the necessity of dressing them alike, but I would like to a little. Just for fun.
Now my imagination is running wild trying to think of what they'll look like.
We had our first sonogram since week 8. An actual eternity. I asked Michael, what if there weren't two anymore. I hadn't felt much movement and the worry of not knowing was eating at me. Of course his response was something to the effect of it not being so bad if there was just one.       Men.
According to the technician, they were just perfect. Weighing in at 12 and 13 oz., they are running neck in neck. They have separate placentas in totally different places and are situation opposite of each other...kinda like a yin and yang. My guesses are they will be that way personality-wise too. Although after 9 months of kicking each other in the head, they may be a little ticked at each other.
Here are our pics. Baby A is on the bottom because he's closest to the exit and baby B is on top. Unfortunately they were shy about showing their faces and both little guys were facing down leaving us with no profile pictures.

The only sad part of that whole day was watching Addison melt when she heard she wasn't getting a sister. It's all she's asked for, but God knows best. She will be the best big sister to brothers ever.

The Big Girl Room

The great American room swap. Aptly named because it was such a big deal. I had to claim my nursery back and thus Addison had to move. So, I have no more guest room in the big house. We are literally a full house. However, I tried to make it as fun a room as I could. Only the best for our one and only princess. Everything these days is a labor of love. It's the only motivation I have that keeps me going in spite of my pregnancy induced exhaustion.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Badump, Badump, Badump

I lie here at night, kept awake by my heartbeat. It's loud and strong and I can literally feel my blood pulsing from my heart to my womb. I've been wanting to post, but was waiting for something great to inspire me. It just isn't happening. Although the nausea has stopped, it has been replaced by a whole host of other things. Yes. I'm complaining. Let's just all get over that.
At 18 weeks, the stretching is vehemently tormenting my belly. I'm not sure if I am stretching faster than with one or if everything just grew together since then...but it is not fun. Contrary to what "They" say about the second trimester, I do not have energy. I am good for about 4 hours a the middle...and then, I just want to lie down. Luckily Michael has been very understanding and has taken Addison to school most mornings. He doesn't argue when I say I need to go home and rest. He is actually OK with me working part-time at the office. Granted, I answer a lot of phone calls from the girls, but I literally can only sit for about 2 hours. I prefer flat-out horizontal which is cutting down on TV, movies, going out, etc. It is what it is I guess. Constant cramps down low and stretching tightness in the middle and on the sides.
One thing I didn't consider is how 2 kids inside my body would affect my ability to eat. I can only put away a fraction of a meal and they're only 5.5 inches long. I may just starve to death by the time they are born...although I wouldn't know it because I'm never hungry anymore. Craziness. It's like a gastric bypass without the surgery...just crowd your stomach with kids and it'll do the same thing.
The most unnerving thing right now is the fact that I want to see them! It has been entirely too long since I've gotten a glimpse. I've not even seen them moving yet. On March 18th, we will try and find out what the genders are and I cannot wait.
I have more decorating to do and preparation if I need boy things.
We did the great American room swap already for Addison and she is tucked neatly in the back in the big girl bed. The crib is up in the middle room, but I still have to de-dustify all the crap in the attic. Why do little people require so many things!!!!???
I still have to finish decorating Addison's room, wash a multitude of carriers and covers and cushions...and all with waining energy levels. I will do what I can and the rest I will rely on begging and pleading of my friends and family. I have no other choice.
Lastly, I feel like I weigh a ton. Last scale reading only said 7lbs up...that's it. But I am convinced that these children are made of lead as gravity grabs hold every time I stand up or roll over.
I am eagerly awaiting the good things, the news that they are OK, seeing them dancing on the ultrasound screen, the kicks and movements, the body part identification game as some part of them sticks oddly out of my side. I am ready for July/August.....already. It's gonna be a long 5 months.