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Survived the concert with flying colors. All it took was lots of hydration, planning ahead, and Zofran. I was able to score a great "seat" about 100 feet from the stage but in the end decided to abandon it and the insane amount of people in such close proximity. In the end, I did much better than a friend of mine who ended up so dehydrated he took a trip to the ER after the show.
Been avoiding blogging because all I would be doing is complaining about how crappy I feel. I throw up often and just feel sick all the time. Although I did manage that concert, that was four days ago and I haven't felt well enough to leave the house since. Been paranoid a lot about having a twin "vanish". I know there aren't supposed to be any signs, but I keep feeling pain/burning in my uterus and I am convinced it is because something is going wrong. It has taken me several weeks to come to terms with the fact that I am pregnant with two and I am just not ready to have to get used to being pregnant with just one.
Made the mistake of watching a couple videos on BabyCenter about babies in the NICU. Now I am crying. I figured even with just one baby, my baby would likely end up there. Now I have two fighting over a limited amount of space so I am certain we will be spending lots of time there. I've got all these questions in my head, mainly just "how can I do it?" I know it is stupid to even ask myself that. I have asked myself that question countless times in my life and the answer is just the same. You just do it. When you think you can't possibly have the strength to deal with something, you find you have more strength than you ever knew.
I made an appointment for next Friday for first trimester Downs Syndrome Screening. The only reason I want the screening done is for another u/s. I need to know if there were any major changes in health or number of fetuses hanging out in this uterus of mine.
My mom has still been coming over every day to help with the kids. I'm a huge control freak which of course means that I like to know and control my kids' schedule. I've had to let go of that. My mom comes and goes with my kids and sometimes I don't even know where my kids are and rarely know when they will be back. I normally do my best to make healthy choices when it comes to my kids. My mom almost always gives them lunch which is typically pizza or fast food or some mystery meal that they eat outside of my house. I've even given up a lot of control over my own life. I usually find myself eating fast food maybe once a year. I have eaten twice in the last week because it is just easier to eat whatever my mom shows up with than to try to make something on my own. I haven't been to the grocery store in over a month. DH does all the shopping. I have gotten up the energy to cook dinner last night but even then, I have been picking things that are easy to cook without sacrificing too much nutritional value. I have good intentions each day to try to have some sort of normalcy. Then I try to do laundry and find that halfway through a load I am bowing to the porcelain god. I try to play with my kids but then they just start jumping on me and I fear for my uterus. I try to water the garden and I get lightheaded. So, I mostly spend my days thinking how soon this sickness will end and maybe I will get an inkling of my life back for a couple months before I end up on bedrest or learning to be the parent of more kids. My mom purchased me two maternity t-shirts today which I don't need yet. I'm more worried about having pants and shorts that fit. So far my normal clothes have fit but I see an end to that soon. Still waiting for my Bella Band to show up. Mostly I am living in denial about the fact that my entire body (and life) is changing and I am going to need a new wardrobe. I didn't need a new wardrobe with my first two kids.
I've turned out to be far different pregnant person than I thought I would be. I think mostly because I already have two kids. I've never taken care of a newborn before, but I have taken care of two babies. I figured I would be crazy about making to do lists and learning everything I possibly could about pregnancy and baby care. Yeah, not so much. Part of me refuses to do much because I know I am in quite a non-normal pregnancy. Even if I make it through this awful first trimester, that doesn't mean it is going to lead to us having another child or two in this family. I hate to think that way but I am trying to be realistic too.
Taking these babies to their second concert tomorrow. This one is just in a bar though and not a giant stadium filled with drunk people. I'm not nearly as concerned about surviving this show.
Been avoiding blogging because all I would be doing is complaining about how crappy I feel. I throw up often and just feel sick all the time. Although I did manage that concert, that was four days ago and I haven't felt well enough to leave the house since. Been paranoid a lot about having a twin "vanish". I know there aren't supposed to be any signs, but I keep feeling pain/burning in my uterus and I am convinced it is because something is going wrong. It has taken me several weeks to come to terms with the fact that I am pregnant with two and I am just not ready to have to get used to being pregnant with just one.
Made the mistake of watching a couple videos on BabyCenter about babies in the NICU. Now I am crying. I figured even with just one baby, my baby would likely end up there. Now I have two fighting over a limited amount of space so I am certain we will be spending lots of time there. I've got all these questions in my head, mainly just "how can I do it?" I know it is stupid to even ask myself that. I have asked myself that question countless times in my life and the answer is just the same. You just do it. When you think you can't possibly have the strength to deal with something, you find you have more strength than you ever knew.
I made an appointment for next Friday for first trimester Downs Syndrome Screening. The only reason I want the screening done is for another u/s. I need to know if there were any major changes in health or number of fetuses hanging out in this uterus of mine.
My mom has still been coming over every day to help with the kids. I'm a huge control freak which of course means that I like to know and control my kids' schedule. I've had to let go of that. My mom comes and goes with my kids and sometimes I don't even know where my kids are and rarely know when they will be back. I normally do my best to make healthy choices when it comes to my kids. My mom almost always gives them lunch which is typically pizza or fast food or some mystery meal that they eat outside of my house. I've even given up a lot of control over my own life. I usually find myself eating fast food maybe once a year. I have eaten twice in the last week because it is just easier to eat whatever my mom shows up with than to try to make something on my own. I haven't been to the grocery store in over a month. DH does all the shopping. I have gotten up the energy to cook dinner last night but even then, I have been picking things that are easy to cook without sacrificing too much nutritional value. I have good intentions each day to try to have some sort of normalcy. Then I try to do laundry and find that halfway through a load I am bowing to the porcelain god. I try to play with my kids but then they just start jumping on me and I fear for my uterus. I try to water the garden and I get lightheaded. So, I mostly spend my days thinking how soon this sickness will end and maybe I will get an inkling of my life back for a couple months before I end up on bedrest or learning to be the parent of more kids. My mom purchased me two maternity t-shirts today which I don't need yet. I'm more worried about having pants and shorts that fit. So far my normal clothes have fit but I see an end to that soon. Still waiting for my Bella Band to show up. Mostly I am living in denial about the fact that my entire body (and life) is changing and I am going to need a new wardrobe. I didn't need a new wardrobe with my first two kids.
I've turned out to be far different pregnant person than I thought I would be. I think mostly because I already have two kids. I've never taken care of a newborn before, but I have taken care of two babies. I figured I would be crazy about making to do lists and learning everything I possibly could about pregnancy and baby care. Yeah, not so much. Part of me refuses to do much because I know I am in quite a non-normal pregnancy. Even if I make it through this awful first trimester, that doesn't mean it is going to lead to us having another child or two in this family. I hate to think that way but I am trying to be realistic too.
Taking these babies to their second concert tomorrow. This one is just in a bar though and not a giant stadium filled with drunk people. I'm not nearly as concerned about surviving this show.
posted by AM | 1:43 PM
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Take it one stage at a time. All I read about while I was pregnant was being pregnant. Towards the end I brushed up on some birthing stuff and basics about BFing.
It wasn't until I had EJ in my arms that I started wondering how on earth to take care of her. They are resilient, but very needy. You will be fine.
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