20w
It never fails. Tuesday comes around and I find myself thinking I can't believe I made it another week. Never thought I would make it to 12 weeks and then one Tuesday, I did. Then another Tuesday I hit 15 weeks and thought that was just unbelievable. But seriously, 20 weeks?? Can I actually be 20 weeks into this adventure?? Why yes I am.
Now excuse me for the hodgepodge of a disorganized mess for the rest of this.
Talked to a friend (mom of one of my kids' preschool classmates) last week. A friend of hers was waiting to find out if she was pregnant. Said friend, D, is 40 and has been trying for over 2 years. Needless to say, D was pretty stressed out waiting to find out if this would be the month or not. D was driving my friend rather crazy with all her wondering and worrying. Glad to report, this woman D is pregnant! And I also have a new friend on FB as I volunteered to answer some questions and tell her about my own experience which was somewhat similar in the fact that we went to the same group of drs. Glad to find myself on the supportive end of things at this point instead of on the freaking out and wondering and waiting end.
Ran into the mother of a girl I knew growing up. (Was never much of a fan of the girl or her mother actually.) My mom knows this woman so I have to joy of finding out all kinds of things about this girl that I never particularly liked via my mom, things like how this girl has twin daughters, which really has nothing to do with why I am even bringing up running into this lady. So the lady asked about my kids and I told her I was pregnant with twins, you know, since I have the joy of knowing that her kid had twins and I could care less about. This lady did the whole, "Oh wow! I never would have guessed!" I am at the point now where that is just insulting. I get that people do have bellies as big as mine at this point and they aren't pregnant. I also get that I am not one of those 6 ft tall, 135 lb people (you know who I am talking about) who gets a nice round belly that is obviously a pg belly. I am short and "compact" and have never had a flat stomach in my life. But seriously, don't you dare look at me and act all surprised that I am pg. THERE ARE TWO BABIES IN THERE, NOT REPEAT FAST FOOD LUNCHES! Did I mention there was some reason why I never really liked this lady in the first place?
I was reading on a message board for multiples about how between 24-28 weeks, things start getting pretty rough for twin mommas. The uterus at that point is pretty much stretched to what it would be for a 40 week singleton pregnancy. Preterm labor chances take off. People complained about being sooo uncomfortable because they were getting so huge. So that gives me about 4 weeks of this not feeling nearly as crappy as I was feeling. I really didn't want to start doing too much baby prep prior to 24 weeks just because I am still paranoid. Guess we will see how that 24-28 weeks thing goes and how much I can get done.
I think I might have seen a baby move ever so slightly on the outside this evening. Or maybe not. Someone did decide that my ribcage was a nice place for their head for a bit today. So far not really a big deal. It is more like pressure than being seriously uncomfortable. Plus, there is still some room in there so I just have to change position and they move anyway. Enjoying that because I have this feeling it won't last.
Also, got pretty tired of peeing myself every time I would sneeze today. Good times.
Now excuse me for the hodgepodge of a disorganized mess for the rest of this.
Talked to a friend (mom of one of my kids' preschool classmates) last week. A friend of hers was waiting to find out if she was pregnant. Said friend, D, is 40 and has been trying for over 2 years. Needless to say, D was pretty stressed out waiting to find out if this would be the month or not. D was driving my friend rather crazy with all her wondering and worrying. Glad to report, this woman D is pregnant! And I also have a new friend on FB as I volunteered to answer some questions and tell her about my own experience which was somewhat similar in the fact that we went to the same group of drs. Glad to find myself on the supportive end of things at this point instead of on the freaking out and wondering and waiting end.
Ran into the mother of a girl I knew growing up. (Was never much of a fan of the girl or her mother actually.) My mom knows this woman so I have to joy of finding out all kinds of things about this girl that I never particularly liked via my mom, things like how this girl has twin daughters, which really has nothing to do with why I am even bringing up running into this lady. So the lady asked about my kids and I told her I was pregnant with twins, you know, since I have the joy of knowing that her kid had twins and I could care less about. This lady did the whole, "Oh wow! I never would have guessed!" I am at the point now where that is just insulting. I get that people do have bellies as big as mine at this point and they aren't pregnant. I also get that I am not one of those 6 ft tall, 135 lb people (you know who I am talking about) who gets a nice round belly that is obviously a pg belly. I am short and "compact" and have never had a flat stomach in my life. But seriously, don't you dare look at me and act all surprised that I am pg. THERE ARE TWO BABIES IN THERE, NOT REPEAT FAST FOOD LUNCHES! Did I mention there was some reason why I never really liked this lady in the first place?
I was reading on a message board for multiples about how between 24-28 weeks, things start getting pretty rough for twin mommas. The uterus at that point is pretty much stretched to what it would be for a 40 week singleton pregnancy. Preterm labor chances take off. People complained about being sooo uncomfortable because they were getting so huge. So that gives me about 4 weeks of this not feeling nearly as crappy as I was feeling. I really didn't want to start doing too much baby prep prior to 24 weeks just because I am still paranoid. Guess we will see how that 24-28 weeks thing goes and how much I can get done.
I think I might have seen a baby move ever so slightly on the outside this evening. Or maybe not. Someone did decide that my ribcage was a nice place for their head for a bit today. So far not really a big deal. It is more like pressure than being seriously uncomfortable. Plus, there is still some room in there so I just have to change position and they move anyway. Enjoying that because I have this feeling it won't last.
Also, got pretty tired of peeing myself every time I would sneeze today. Good times.
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