Compared to last week we had events coming out of our yin yang this week. And that was in spite of the fact that Monday was a holiday and it was a short week. At work it has been crazy trying to get everything together for this clinic sale. I wish it would just go through already! And we were busy with appointments on top of that anyway. Three more weeks... count downs are the worst.
Sleeping has been getting harder and harder. Had a nasty headache for 24+ hours that Tylenol was not helping much so there was two nights of not sleeping right there. Also my uterus has these episodes of getting really hard and uncomfortable for what seems like hours during the night; contractions or something else? I don’t know but it is very hard to find a sleepable position in such states. I am going back to physio next week for headache and jaw acupuncture as it seemed it was more helpful than not and then hopefully I can have better nights for the last six weeks. We’ll see.
Oh yeah and I forgot on top of that all I am becoming emotionally unstable. Forget the pregnant grouchiness... now I am paranoid. Not that this is new because I usually was having at least one paranoid episode a month, but as it gets closer I am getting more and more worried that something is going to go wrong. Why? Why would I think this? Well hopefully it is because pregnancy hormones make you crazy and hopefully it will go away. Or maybe I’ll just be a paranoid high-strung mother for the rest of my life! Poor babies, they won’t have any fun as bubble children. Anyway, we had a really quiet day on Thursday as far as kicks go. Well the night had been quiet too. At first it was the boy’s side. Usually when I flip at night, whoever’s side I flip onto protests a bit as they have now become the squished instead of the squisher. Little boy was not doing this, at least that I could tell and all morning I didn’t really feel him move. At lunch it was quiet on both fronts which was also not the norm. Usually when I eat my peanut butter and honey sandwich they both get going for a bit. Not today. So I call the OB after lunch who basically tells me I’m on my own, go to the hospital. Thanks OB office... sorry what are you good for again? I miss Dr. Wong who would have had me come in pronto or set up an emergency ultrasound or something to that extent. So then I called the health line and that nurse said I should count at least 6 kicks in 2 hours. Ok, maybe I am freaking out, I will try that. So I plunked myself down to do some book keeping and kept a tally of kicks. A little over two hours later I have 6 kicks on the boy side, 2 on the girl’s and 1 from no-mans-land. Great, now little girl is down! Yeesh, should I freak out? Yup! Up to the hospital we go... To their credit it was a really good experience and it was kind of like a dry run for us. PS... We were not ready to be coming home with babies, so as of Saturday afternoon we now are.
Anyway we were relieved to find everyone was normal and fine, moving fine. In fact, once we got to the hospital it was downright pandemonium in my womb with full belly jarring kicks and punches. Thanks kiddies for making me crazy all day long. Also learned that the placentas are at the front of the uterus and as they get bigger they act like a big air bag between me and the babies so things might get even quieter. This is very good to know. So, there you go. First hospital visit = not so bad. (That’s not counting the two seconds where the nurse couldn’t find baby girl’s heartbeat = wholly shite)
Well that was the week and then this weekend I worked on Saturday, then we cleaned out the car, put in the baby seats, threw in the hospital bag, went grocery shopping, and didn’t allow for nap time for me. Boo! Sunday we got up a little later than usual, gardened a bit, then headed over for our baby shower at Nana’s! Yeah! Matt put it best, as it is truly humbling to find out all the people who show up, and send gifts from afar, and plan, and organize, and do all these amazing things just for you. It was truly wonderful and we really are very blessed. Also, I am very glad we did not do much shopping because everyone was ridiculously generous with giving the babies presents. Our front foyer currently looks like a baby store. And it was good food (as always cuz Nana is the best at organizing food for parties) and fun games and good chats with everyone. It made for a long, but enjoyable day. Regardless, it was a crazy busy weekend. We have not even had the energy to sort through everything once we got it home. I need a nap or, better yet, a really fantastic sleep.
The babies are honeydew melons this week. And now they actually may be slowing down a bit. Last ultrasound they were still both normal size for single babies but the doc says this is where they start to run out of room. We will see at the ultrasound next week. You know some mom’s only get 1 or 2 ultrasounds... I guess it’s nice that we are monitored, especially when I am so freaked out about losing them. I can’t be the only one right? Well, I hope not anyway. At least there’s only 4-6 more weeks or worrying of this sort to go. Then you’ll find me standing over the crib at all hours of the night making sure they are breathing. Yup, that might be me.
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