33 weeks Saturday

The other day I told Jake that I didn't think that I was that big...that I was MAYBE the size I was when I had Elijah. He hated to burst my bubble but said, NO WAY. So we got out pictures from a week before I delivered Elijah. Yeah...he was right. I am definitely bigger. I still didn't think that I was that big though...until I took pictures. I think this one shows off the best.

I had my ultrasound today and found that I am actually carrying about 5 oz of baby more than Elijah, not to mention one more placenta and amniotic sac. I actually weigh exactly what I did when I delivered Elijah. Some very nice people have said I am all baby and don't look pregnant from behind. You all are too sweet! Once you get to be about this size though, you tend to feel like a big fat oompa loompa. You're clumsy, waddle like a duck, and can never get too comfy.

How big are they you ask. Well, Baby A is measuring 4 lbs 12 oz and supposedly has a big head and is measuring like a 34 weeker instead of 33. Baby B is smaller, weighing in at 4 lbs 3 oz...no big head. He is the quieter of the two and for the first time had to be "buzzed" in order to wake up and pass his test via ultrasound. So far the amniotic fluid is still good which is a very good thing. It allows me to stay on the Motrin until next week. After that the plan is to take me off the Motrin and give me oral terbutaline for a week, maybe two but probably not...we'll see. I might know more but I didn't get to see MY doc today. I hate that. I was supposed to but he left in the morning and his partners took his patients. Don't get me wrong, they are all great OB's but I picked mine for a reason. I love the fact that he is constantly updating me with my progress; how my blood pressure is, where my weight falls, how I'm measuring, what our goals for the next week are...that kind of thing. When I see someone else I never get any of that. Oh well. I am praying that I get to have him see through the delivery like he did with Elijah. Everything else will be so different from last time. It will be weird to deliver in the OR (so far heads are down so it's just a precaution in case Baby B flips and he doesn't respond to an aversion) and to have a NICU team there. I guess I am very blessed to know everyone up there and have the best neonatologist and nurses ever!

I am starting to get a little nervous about caring for 2 babies and Elijah. I am praying God gives me the ability to get through it all. I think I am even more worried once I have to go to work after only 6 weeks of being with them and trying to get them on some sort of schedule. Elijah slept pretty much through the night by the time I went back to work. Sigh. I am also quite concerned about the postpartum depression as I already am feeling myself slip into some depression.

One positive thing that has happened is that I FINALLY got approved for my short term disability. Only took almost 4 weeks. Oh well, at least it is taken care of...or so they say.

I am still trying to keep busy. I have knitted 43 hats and 4 pairs of booties. No, I don't know how to knit...it's a cheater loom but it keeps me occupied. I do have to say..there are NO GOOD TV SHOWS ON during the day. AUGH!

I have a Droid smart phone now and found out from a mommy group that I belong to that they have an application to count your contractions and kicks. I downloaded it and it is pretty cool. I tried it out and realized I have WAY more contractions than I realized. To me they weren't anything more than normal but now I'm thinking how in the world am I going to know when I am really in labor when I already feel like I'm constantly contracting. I'm praying my water breaks so that I can be sure. Odd prayer I know but I already go to triage enough for tests, I don't want to show up for false labor. The last stress test they did the nurse discharged me and told me that I was starting to contract a lot so come back in if they increased. Ok...really? Cause I really have no idea that I am even having some of them. Oh well. Like I said, water breaking would be a really good sign. Just not in bed...that might get a little messy. Maybe a little trickle...on the tile, cement, linoleum. Better yet, at the doctor's office. Hey it happens! I was seeing him once and he told me he just had a twin mommy's water break when he checked her. I could go for that. At least I'd know what's going on!

Well, I probably should get going. I wish I had some better preggo pictures but Jake will have to take those.

On an ending note...WHY IS IT SO STINKIN' HOT ALL THE TIME! I need a personal fan! 112 degrees is not fun!