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Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy-Week 28

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Third trimester, baby!

I neglected to take a photo this week as I was busy discovering how hard it is to take care of sick people in your house when you can barely move and take care of yourself.  Ed had some sort of weird bug last week, and then Eddie wasn’t quite himself.  Hannah started running a high fever on Sunday and was confirmed to have H1N1 at the Dr. on Monday morning, which caused us to have to scramble all day to arrange her care, because I had a sonogram scheduled, and Ed had a big job that couldn’t be moved and we have no help and it was just a clusterfuck in every sense of the word.  BUT! Today is better.  This week will be better.

I went in for my Gestational Diabetes testing last week and while it wasn’t the most fun I’ve ever had, it was no big deal.  My results came through last night, and were nice and good at 126, so no 3 hour test or anything like that.  If I am reading the report right, I may be mildly anemic, but that is nothing new.  I am so pleased that medically speaking, everything has been so normal, even with he strain of having an extra baby in there. My body really was made to carry babies.  It’s too bad that I can’t pass it (and my super fertility) on to someone else now that I’m done with it.

Yesterday was my 28 week ultrasound.  Baby Girl (A) is breech and Baby Boy (B) is head down.  I’ve been assured though that there is plenty of time for her to flip and settle head down.  I am worried about her running out of room to flip, but in keeping with my usual MO, I am not going to worry about it until I have to. As I thought, Baby Boy is no longer lying straight across under my ribs.  They are actually head to to, sort of in a circle like this ( ). Because everyone is growing well, and because there are separate sacs, both with plenty of fluid and such, my next scan will be in 4 weeks instead of 2.  Unless my OB says otherwise tomorrow, that is.

My regularly scheduled appointment is tomorrow, and from there, we go every 2 weeks.  Plans for tomorrow’s appointment include talking about stopping or reducing work because it’s hard for me to sit in my chair for long periods of time.  Propping my keyboard has helped, but my rib area falls asleep and my tailbone can’t handle the office chair for long periods of time.  I’m afraid that I may not make it to the end of the month as originally intended.

We are slowly but surely getting ready for the babies.  We have clothes and blankets.  We’ve accumulated about 800 disposable diapers to use in the first month or so, and I have enough cloth for after that.  Ed sill thinks I’m crazy, but that’s ok.  We have most of the big gear and we have the money to redo the master bedroom, and make room for them in there.  We also bought a second (used) minivan so that either of us can port 5 kids (5! Kids!) where they need to go.  Things are coming along!

Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy–Week 27

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27 weeksI’m sort of in love with this picture.  I…am very pregnant.  I’m actually 28 weeks today, but am behind on my weekly posting thanks to the holidays. Anyway. I still feel pretty good!  This is somewhat amazing to me.  I am sore, yes.  I have heartburn.  It’s hard to stand or walk for long periods of time.  But I feel good! Who knew it could be true when carrying around so much baby!

I have been off of work for 2 weeks now, due to being sick and then my vacation.  It was really hard to come back today.  I’m exhausted and kind of cranky about it.  I’m ready to start my leave now, though my actual plan is to work through the end of the month if possible.

I had a dream the other night where I saw Molly’s face so clearly.  Fuzzy dark hair like Cait.  Big, round, dark blue eyes.  Tiny. It was so vivid that I woke up kind of freaked out.  Gus was wrapped in a blanket to the side, and I did not see his face.  It makes me wonder though, if she really will look that way.  I’m holding out for Gus to be my redhead.

We are pretty settled on a middle name for Angus at this point…Westley, in tribute to The Princess Bride which we love.  No such luck for Molly, but I can tell you that it will not be Buttercup.

We will have babies here in 10 weeks or less, and as much as I’ve said it, I have not processed it.  I need to work on that, I suppose. Monday starts my rigorous schedule of ultrasounds and appointments every 2 weeks. I kind of need time to slow down.

Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy-Week 26

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This is late, due in part to The Plague and Christmas.  I did feel well enough to go out to dinner with my work friends last Friday though, and here I am, blurry, in my new favorite dress.  I guess my one thought for week 26 is to find a new photographer…

26 weeks

I really cannot fathom how large my belly is and will be in the weeks to come.

Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy–Week 25

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I’ve discovered that it gets hard to keep track of the weeks when you have a definite end date that does not add up to 40 weeks of pregnancy.  Anyway…week 25, for posterity because I am super sick and also because it’s too hard to type on my laptop around my belly from my sick  bed.

Eddie took this pic on Sunday when I was juuuuust starting to really feel like turds:

25 weeks

So, more next week, sleep for now.

Catastrophizing (not a word)

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By nature, I am not someone who puts much stock in worrying about situations before there is a definite outcome in sight.  As a rule I don’t see the point in causing myself stress when it is anybody’s guess as to what will happen.  This frustrates people, namely my mother and my husband, who would prefer to hash out all possible scenarios of a particular situation and prepare to deal with all of them.  It probably comes off as being lackadaisical on my part, but really, I just tend to be careful about expending my emotional energy.

Knowing the above, you will understand that it was completely out of character for me to go in to full catastrophe mode yesterday when my OB merely suggested that a c-section could be in my future. Until I hashed a ton of it out on Twitter with Arwen, the only words that I heard over and over again were “Likely c-section.  Likely c-section.” They were on repeat, over and over again for the better part of the day. I have clarity now though, so let’s start at the beginning.

This was my first appointment with the actual OB during this pregnancy.  Until now, I’ve seen the NP each time.  NP is great.  Really, the 2 OBs and the NP in this practice are phenomenal.  They took me in with no questions asked about halfway through my last pregnancy after the practice of midwives I had used disbanded.  I have had nothing but fantastic care from them, and I credit their monitoring and really paying attention to my history with Hannah being my only baby who was not hypo-glycemic at birth and the only one who did not visit the NICU. While Eddie was only there for a short while, Cait’s birth and NICU stay scarred me, and scarred me horribly. They listened to my every concern and we came up with a plan together for a healthy birth and healthy baby Hannah, and it worked. But anyway…the NP doesn’t do most of the deliveries and may have led me on about having very good chances of a vaginal birth.

Ed came with me yesterday just on a whim, and of course was keen on discussing the delivery. OB wanted to anyway since she hadn’t seen me. She started off with “So, you know that if both are head down, you are good for vaginal.  Anything else, we usually do a c-section.” To which I replied “NP said if baby A was head down we are good to go.” This resulted in a long discussion.  And I am glad there was discussion even if I failed to remember most of it until the beating of the words probable c-section left my head last night.  So, here is what the OB said:

  • If I don’t go in to labor on my own, I will be induced or have a c-section at 38 weeks–March 13th ish, which is um…13 weeks away.
  • I have a proven pelvis and can likely handle a vaginal birth regardless of Baby B’s position.
  • I have a history having large babies.  If the twins get too large, it is entirely possible to have my uterus completely give out–regardless of my history, there is only so much stretching that can be done.
  • If she were placing bets, she would bet on my carrying the babies to 38 weeks.
  • I have a history of very fast births (Eddie, with pitocin: labor total 9 hours (4 hours was pushing out his giant 10lb head), Cait, no pitocin: labored for maybe 3 hours, and Hannah- full induction: labor lasted 5 hours) If I went in to labor on my own with these 2, the situation could go bad very quickly. Basically, once my water breaks, my babies come full force.
  • I should be prepared that no matter what kind of birth it is, it will not be warm and fuzzy, but rather monitored, chaotic, and will occur in the operating room with her, the hospital specialists and a team for each baby standing by.
  • Even if Baby A flies out with no problems, I could find myself having a c-section to get Baby B out, giving me 2 types of recovery to worry about.
  • Based on all of this, she is committed to playing it by ear and using the sonograms and the direction of the fetal specialists I see at the hospital for the scans to make an educated decision about what kind of birth I will have.
  • I want what is best and safest for the babies first, then what is best for me. She feels the same.

So that is where we stand.  Do I feel better about it all today than I did yesterday? I do.  I am not against scheduling induction as long as I have a say in the way it happens–that is how it worked with Hannah and it was fine.  I don’t particularly want to schedule a c-section.  I don’t want to recover from surgery while being responsible for 2 newborns.  I just don’t. BUT if their position or the state of my uterus or whatever warrants it, I will accept it.  I’m not saying that I won’t panic, but I will accept it.

For the next several weeks though, I’m going back to my usual M.O. I’m simply not going to worry about it, because worrying doesn’t matter.  The result will be what it will be regardless of my fretting.  The result needs to be healthy babies (and healthy me) regardless of how we get there.

SO! Brisk clap! I am done here! Whatever will be will be.

Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy–Week 24

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My ultrasound last week revealed that while Baby Girl is settled straight up and down on my right, Baby Boy is lying directly on top and perpendicular to her, stretched across the top of my belly and under my ribs.  This makes so much sense! It’s no wonder I can’t breathe! And all the while I thought Baby Girl was so much more active because I always feel the kicks on my upper right, but really, it’s both of them kicking me in the same spot.  Brats already! Who knew!

The ultrasound also revealed that Baby A (Girl) was head down, and although it’s still to early to put much if any stock in that, it has me hopeful.  Both babies weighed just under 2lbs which is a bit large for an average 24-weeker, but we all know that my babies are far from average in size, so I am really not surprised.

Again, we got some great profile shots of Baby Boy but Baby Girl is wily, and we got nothing.  Baby Boy still looks very much like his brother in profile.

I took a picture of myself on Friday at 24 weeks 2 days.  I don’t know why I look crabby, but I really wasn’t.


I’ve been going back and forth between having a lot of energy and being positively exhausted.  I have moments where I feel like I need to wash all the baby clothes, and I’ve been reigning that in.  Too soon, yet.  Not until I’m ready to pack a hospital bag.  Another month or so, I would say. Besides, I have no place to put the clothes once they are washed, so it would really serve no purpose.

My goal for this week is to make a list of the things we still need to buy.  It’s mostly small stuff…bottles, burp cloths, onesies, socks etc.  All things that will have to wait until after Christmas, but I will feel better having them documented.

We backpedaled a bit on Baby Boy’s name yesterday…well, I didn’t but Ed sort of did.  He’d been making comments about people’s reactions to the name, the most common of which has been “Like the beef??”.  He’s afraid that I can’t handle it.  So he came home yesterday and suggested Patrick and I just sort of side eyed him, and he left, asking me to think about it.  After tweeting about it and then having a lengthy lunchtime conversation with Ed about it, we are going to keep the name.  He asked how I honestly felt when he suggested Patrick in the morning, and I told him that I felt like I would regret not using the original.  This is most definitely our last chance to name a baby, so let’s do it, I say.  And we are.

So that’s about it for 24 weeks.  So close, yet so far away.

Thoughts on Twin Pregnancy-Week 23–I think we’ve named our babies

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Here is a picture of me at 39 weeks and 1 day pregnant with Hannah:


Here I am at 23 weeks and 1 day with the twins:


I am starting to get nervous.  The amount of stretching going on here is unfathomable to me.  And to think that we have (realistically) between 12 and 16 more weeks to go…well, it scares me.  Pants of any kind are starting to get on my nerves.  Walking around for any period of time causes my belly to become uncomfortably tight.  Furthermore, I can barely type around it anymore, which is an issue.

I have a sonogram on Friday, to check growth, and then my regular doctor’s appointment next week.  This starts the rotation of all medical monitoring all the time, to include more blood work, gestational diabetes testing, more sonograms, more appointments and the like.  It is probably close to time for me to stop working, but I’m not mentally there yet.

We’ve made a pretty good dent in our newborn sized clothing, which pleases me.  The new cloth diapers I ordered arrived on Friday, and once I receive the next set of used ones I have coming, we should be set.  The beds will arrive this week too.

It is all happening so fast.

Last week, I had something of an epiphany regarding our girl’s name.  It was a name that was on our list for Eddie, had he been a girl and was one that hat trickled in and out of discussions through the years.  About an hour after this train of thought, Ed sent me a text that was one word: Molly, to which I replied “???” and he said “Your daughter?” and I burst in to tears, because this was the name I had been thinking about earlier.  And just like that, she was named and I felt really good about it.

On Friday, Ed told me he had thought of an equally good boy’s name but he wasn’t going to tell me in the hopes that I would think of it too.  Long story short, I did not think of it, but on Friday night he told me and asked what I thought.  I was kind of shocked, not because I don’t like the name, but because it seems out of the ordinary for something Ed would like.  I was also moderately nervous about the reactions we would get from family and friends if we chose it.  Then, on Saturday while I waited for the girls at gymnastics, I took to Twitter and asked what everyone thought, if it seemed weird with our other names and so on. By this time, I was feeling that the baby WAS this name, but I just needed some help getting there, and help I got.  I came home and told Ed that I was pretty sure it was our baby boy’s name.  The name is Angus, with a nickname of Gus.  And I sort of love it.  Ed decided to try the names out on his family that evening. and of course, the reaction  was not what I wanted.  They thought he was joking.  One person said “Well it’s not important if *I* like it…”, and while it’s not really important, I struggled with knowing that they all went home and probably snickered about it a bit. And again, Twitter helped me through.  And nobody even mentioned the Colonel Angus SNL skits, that my husband thought would be funny to bring up. So many people had such nice and positive and EFF EVERYONE else thoughts. And Temerity Jane even pointed out that MacGyver’s first name was Angus, and is my family too good for MacGyver? (No they are not). Anyway what I’m getting at is that I think we are going to take the punches and move forward with Angus, regardless of the cow references, and regardless of anything or anyone else.

I especially like how Angus coordinates with Edmund, and that neither name has been in the top 1000, um, ever.  Molly coordinates with the girls in the same way–though it is a little less common–it is on par with the popularity of their names.  And I think they all work well together, and nobody shares an initial, and nobody is named Obedient (If you don’t know my last name, you are lost…sorry). I like that they all give off sort of the same vibe.  I am pleased.

Hannah is very upset that we cannot name them Mickey and Minnie.

I have not told my mother either of the names yet.

Of course, the babies need to stay put for quite a while longer, but I finally feel prepared for all of this.  As prepared as one can be anyway.  Babies! With names! And gear! I think I say something like this every week, but this really is happening! Can you believe it?