WoooHooo! Do the happy dance! We made it to week 36! This means that they won't just ship me down to Edmonton if I go into labour. Nothing like a 5 hour drive home with newborn twins while recovering from giving birth! I am now 36 weeks and 2 days. The counter over on the side of this blog says I have 26 days to go. It lies. My c-section has been scheduled for 14 days from now. So two weeks from this moment I should be not pregnant, but possibly way busier!
Other odd things...hmmm, let me think. A while ago I came across an article online that was about what you should NOT say to pregnant women. Most of the taboo comments revolved around the size of the expectant mother. And one comment that you should never utter apparently is "Are you sure it's not twins?" That is actually something I heard a lot when I was pregnant with X. Granted, he was big enough to be twins! But that didn't really bother me. The comment that bothered me the most was when I would ask question of a mother, not mine, about pregnancy, or their own labour experience and their answer was "oh, you'll know." Fabulously unhelpful.
My doctor went out of the country. I knew this was taking place, and he is scheduled to be back before my delivery date, but a couple of odd things have happened because of his trip. First, before he left, he took my file home with him and locked it in his car. That's odd. Because my file is unavailable, the doctor I saw this week had no history to go on. My blood pressure was up 12 points from last Tuesday to this Wednesday. My temporary doctor didn't care. In fact, he said I don't need any more appointments between now and delivery. I'm sort of glad he has not been my doctor from the beginning with this. Instead of going to the doctor, I am now going to the hospital every week for NSTs. That's where they put the heart monitors on the babies and make sure they are behaving as they should. That's it. If something should go wrong however, then I am to make an appointment. I've decided this doctor is wrong. If something goes wrong, I'm still going to the hospital! By the way, I went for an NST on Friday and my bp had dropped back down 17 points into way healthy margins. It was just the heat and the waiting.
Speaking of heat. It's odd that the three hottest days of summer happened last week. 31 and 32?! That was a little much I think!
Oh yeah, when I was leaving the hospital after my NST people stared at us like I was too stupid to realize I was heading the wrong way. I'm sure they thought I should turn around and go have the baby immediately.
My Friday appointment was the first baby appointment that M has been able to accompany me to since that one time we ended up at the hospital and found out I was having twins. I guess that's just what happens when there's already a child at home that needs constant supervision! He's in school full time now, so M gets to come with. Isn't that exciting!? He played Angry Birds the whole time.
M set up the crib a few days ago. That's not really odd, but it is exciting!
I'm starting to worry about the individuality of my daughters! Ok. I say starting to...I've actually been worried about it for at least 6 weeks. I don't have a twin A wardrobe and a twin B wardrobe. I have baby girl stuff and whoever I'm holding when I grab an outfit is who gets to wear it. Even if her sister wore it last time. When do you think this becomes not ok?
I know I'm all over the map with this post, but my brain just is not functioning in a straight line.
It is becoming increasingly difficult to drive. I am relying more on my mirrors now than I ever have before! I just can't turn at the waist! It's impossible!
I'm really looking forward to no heartburn! Also, no swollen feet. And baths. I can't wait to relax in a tub again!
I got mauled at Walmart today. True story. The cashier who was looking after the self checkouts came over to chat. That meant there was no belt or register to act as a barrier. She was very disappointed to learn that I do in fact have family here, so I didn't need her babysitting services after all. Free or not. She informed me that she would love to have another baby of her own, but her baby is 20. M tried to stop the mauling, but our station was not co-operating so she kept wandering over! Oh well.
I'll try to be on here more consistently over the next few days, and I will do my best to get belly shots! Promise!!
If I was having twins, I would totally share their clothes with one another - unless, of course, they were boy/girl twins... anyhow, I figure it's not a problem til they think it's a problem. Maybe they never will. Maybe at some point they wont be the same size. Who knows? I sure don't.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy your all-over-the-map-ness. It seems to make sense to my brain. Is that a good sign, or a bad sign? Hard to tell.
Most of the people who work at the WalMart near my house scare me.
The end.
I think Walmart is a scary place in general
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