1786 Counting Down…

Saucy Scale: 8

I’m still here.  The babies are still snug in my womb.  Same old same old.

I did make an attempt at updating once last week, but my laptop froze and the entry was gone.  I just didn’t have the initiative or energy to give it another attempt.

I quit looking at the calendar a few weeks ago.  It was just stressing me out too much.  Seriously, when people asked me "how far along are you?"  I would reply with a rather vague, "I’m due in Y or Z weeks".  Somehow that was easier for me to deal with.  I don’t know why, but it just is.

Some days/weeks have been better for me than other days/weeks lately.  I alternate between deliriously happy and absolutely miserable.  I never know which one is coming any given day.

I rub my belly and delight in the joy of being pregnant with these twins.

I feel all my various aches & pains and can’t WAIT another day to have this c-section!

There are days when I seriously feel like there is no way I can make it through another day with these babies inside me.  Then, there is the guilt.

The Crazy Hormones are surging through my veins at all times, to be sure.

So, let’s throw caution to the wind and actually look at the calendar for a minute, shall we?

My Estimated Due Date is March 17th/18th (depending on who is pawing through my medical chart on any given day).  That puts me at 35 week 5 days today.  Let’s round that up (humor me and my remaining sanity, please) on Wednesday I’ll be 36 weeks.

Being a repeat/scheduled c-section, I know that I will be scheduled for delivery 2 weeks early – say 38 weeks.  It also means I could probably deliver the babies at anytime, really.

I’d been hoping to deliver the last week in February (which would be 37 weeks).  Here’s the happy thought I keep clinging to: I’m almost there! 

I made it to 35 weeks, so I know that the babies are considered "safe". 

I’ve practically made it to 36 weeks (Wednesday). 

Next week is 37 weeks.

It’s amazing.  Absolutely amazing.  I can’t believe that I’ve made it this far without any bedrest or scary complications (other than a dang blasted bladder infection).

People are probably just being kind, but I’ve heard more than once "how good I look" and that "I make this look easy".  I don’t see it, but…ok.

My sleep is awful.  I can barely catch my breath.  My aches & pains are awful.  So much more painful than anything I endured on a regular basis in my other pregnancies.

I don’t know if these extra-good-times aches & pains are a result of:

1. this being my 3rd pregnancy & apprently, I’m just old or
2. it’s just more physically demanding to carry twins.

Let’s face it, it’s probably a bit of both.

The truth is, if this was my 1st pregnancy and it hurt this badly, I seriously doubt that I’d ever get pregnant again.

As it is, I’m losing my confidence that some of these aches & pains will clear up on their own once I’m no longer pregnant.  I guess, we’ll just wait & see how that plays out.

I am so f*cking sick and tired of the rudeness of strangers. 

Please quit comparing my belly to the nut-nut octuplet mom. Yes, my belly is big, but it ain’t that big.

When people make an octuplet comment to begin a conversation with me, my favorite new response is, "well, I’ve got more than 1 and less than 8 in there" and I walk away.

And if one more random hand reaches out to touch my belly, I swear I will rip it off.

You’ve been warned.

I am looking forward to seeing my OB this week.  Not just any doc, but MY doc.  I plan on pushing the issue in getting my c-section booked…FINALLY.  I will feel so much better when there is an actual date on my calendar.  Sheesh.  What’s a gal got to do to get a c-section scheduled around here?

Mattson is doing great in his toddler bed at night.  We’re still having issues with naptime around here. Since the boys share a room, it means we’re having trouble with naps x 2 little boys.  We were hoping to have all our nap issues resolved before the twins arrive.  I am no longer confident that this will actually happen.

I might need to officially let my mother-in-law take over this task.

Mattson came down with a sudden bug yesterday – complete with barfing and fever.  Poor little dude.

Gus is such a smart and delightful little guy.  He is so freaking smart.  He knows all his letters and the letter sounds.  He never forgets anything.  Not a single thing. 

Example: Today TBU stopped by the storage unit and picked up a few more baby things.  One of the things being our Moses Basket.  Gus heard us referring to it as a "Moses Basket" and immediately put it together with the story of Moses from the Bible.  Gus asked us if "the babies were going to sleep in the river?". 

Go ahead, tell me he’s not a darling child!

Alrighty then…it’s bedtime for us.  Nighty-night! 

I didn’t leave enough time to come up with 5 things that make me happy.