Emma is really getting better with her grip. This is the first time that she has gripped AND rattled her own toy!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
15 Week Conversation
Mostly I haven't posted because of guilt. Guilt that I haven't filled in every crack of information from the end of my pregnancy until now. 15 weeks after birth. So, I have released that guilt and will just start posting again, filling in information as I go. Here is a video taken this past week. The girls have really started to notice one another, and have started to conversate - 15 week style.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
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Friday, May 6, 2011
Catching Up
For the past month, I have been meaning to post. Seriously, I swear. My wake state is altered these days, and I keep thinking I have to update but never have a moment to spare that I'm not sleeping, half-asleep, or staring at a baby and saying "Please, oh please, go to sleep." I am also torn because I initially intended to have this blog be about our journey to getting pregnant, and then we finally got pregnant, and now we have wonderful children. I have been thinking about starting a new blog since the purpose of this one (my original purpose) has been met.
But, well, I wish to continue our story here. So I will. Because, well, I can. It's my blog.
I have some catching up to do. I will start with the week before labor.
I was scheduled to be induced on April 1st. Seriously - April Fools' Day. Which, apparently, is named after some calendar switch. Google it, as I'm sure they'll do a better job explaining. The whole week before I had been having contractions. Nothing strong, just enough to catch my breath every once in a while. I downloaded a free app to track them - but found that every time they started coming regularly enough to log them into the app - they just magically stopped. While everyone thought that I would go early - those little ladies had a different idea. They hung in there until they were forced to come out.
I can't even explain the anticipation of that week. The anxiety, the excitement. And the wait. Those hours just ticked by. Until, of course, the night before. It was as if time was flying - and that I didn't have anything ready for the big day. We weren't packed (well, we were, but I unpacked and repacked a million times), the camera needed charged, thank you notes needed written, the list went on and on. And I, who had been on seemingly endless bedrest, had it all left to do. Pregnancy Procrastination.
I will catch us up on the delivery and everything after very soon... for now I have to go tend to 2 fussing teeny ones.
But, well, I wish to continue our story here. So I will. Because, well, I can. It's my blog.
I have some catching up to do. I will start with the week before labor.
I was scheduled to be induced on April 1st. Seriously - April Fools' Day. Which, apparently, is named after some calendar switch. Google it, as I'm sure they'll do a better job explaining. The whole week before I had been having contractions. Nothing strong, just enough to catch my breath every once in a while. I downloaded a free app to track them - but found that every time they started coming regularly enough to log them into the app - they just magically stopped. While everyone thought that I would go early - those little ladies had a different idea. They hung in there until they were forced to come out.
I can't even explain the anticipation of that week. The anxiety, the excitement. And the wait. Those hours just ticked by. Until, of course, the night before. It was as if time was flying - and that I didn't have anything ready for the big day. We weren't packed (well, we were, but I unpacked and repacked a million times), the camera needed charged, thank you notes needed written, the list went on and on. And I, who had been on seemingly endless bedrest, had it all left to do. Pregnancy Procrastination.
I will catch us up on the delivery and everything after very soon... for now I have to go tend to 2 fussing teeny ones.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Getting to Be THAT Time
To start worrying about the worriest part of the process... labor.
To be completely honest, I don't think I'm that nervous. I imagine that I will be all shaky and jittery when I'm being prepped for whatever type of labor I'm being prepped for... but for now, I'm not feeling anxious about it at all. I'm excited, which I think shares a nerve with anxious. Both make you feel like you have to pee when you're standing in line at the roller coaster.
But I know it's on my mind. And G's mind as well. The other day I walked in the bedroom and he was peeing with the door open. THAT NEVER HAPPENS.
"Whoa?! What in the world? Why'd you leave the door open?" I shockingly questioned.
Apparently G has been reading some information on labor and delivery. His response was
"Well, if I might have to see you poo during delivery, it's only fair that I let you see me pee."
Oh, yes. I see it now. I see how love changes when you have children. Sacrifices are made and the love between G and myself will evolve. I am excited to embrace even the most intimate of those changes.
To be completely honest, I don't think I'm that nervous. I imagine that I will be all shaky and jittery when I'm being prepped for whatever type of labor I'm being prepped for... but for now, I'm not feeling anxious about it at all. I'm excited, which I think shares a nerve with anxious. Both make you feel like you have to pee when you're standing in line at the roller coaster.
But I know it's on my mind. And G's mind as well. The other day I walked in the bedroom and he was peeing with the door open. THAT NEVER HAPPENS.
"Whoa?! What in the world? Why'd you leave the door open?" I shockingly questioned.
Apparently G has been reading some information on labor and delivery. His response was
"Well, if I might have to see you poo during delivery, it's only fair that I let you see me pee."
Oh, yes. I see it now. I see how love changes when you have children. Sacrifices are made and the love between G and myself will evolve. I am excited to embrace even the most intimate of those changes.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
34 Weeks and a Few Days
Still hanging on. Those babies are (most likely) hanging from my ribcage. They are enjoying being tucked up in there. The last few days they have been very active. I imagine they are perfecting their skills at the monkey bars.
G and I had an ultrasound appointment on Monday - they don't take measurements every week, but last they measured both girls were right around 4lb 8oz. I assume, since they should be gaining about 1/2 lb a week these days - that they are hitting about 5lbs right now. They will measure again next Monday. This past visit was another biophysical profile - we were able to see both girls practice breathing, they hands and arms and legs moving back and forth, and hear their little heartbeats. We were even able to see the umbilical cord (as they test for the cord resistance).
The past few days have been pretty uncomfortable - I feel as though my pelvic bone is shifting (which, well, it probably is) - and it's so uncomfortable to get up from sitting, to sit, or even sometimes to start walking. Once I get going I can usually get my waddle to propel me where I need to go... but those first few steps are terrible. I'm also up like every hour. I feel like I have to pee, but sometimes I think the girls are just jumping on the bladder. There's really not usually a need to get out of bed if you have to only pee a tablespoon - but these days any drop of liquid needs to come out. No matter what time it is. No matter if I was JUST up to pee 5 minutes prior.
Last night I couldn't get comfy, so I resorted to moving to the couch - my comfy haven. Well, even THAT didn't work. I finally returned to bed when G got up to go to work, and was able to get a few solid hours of sleep.
Everyone says this is my body's way of preparing me for having babies up at all hours. Well, crap - why can't my body let me get rest while I can? Damn body.
Tuesday I went to my ob/gyn appointment. My blood pressure was a little high - and I spilled just a bit of protein in my urine - so they had me give another urine sample to send to the lab. No word back yet. Just need to stay away from the pre-eclampsia trap. So far so good.. and I'm just sooooo close to holding my girls. G and I spend a long time before bed just talking about it. I love those moments. Almost as much as I think I'm going to love those moments shared with our little ladies.
Off to pee.
G and I had an ultrasound appointment on Monday - they don't take measurements every week, but last they measured both girls were right around 4lb 8oz. I assume, since they should be gaining about 1/2 lb a week these days - that they are hitting about 5lbs right now. They will measure again next Monday. This past visit was another biophysical profile - we were able to see both girls practice breathing, they hands and arms and legs moving back and forth, and hear their little heartbeats. We were even able to see the umbilical cord (as they test for the cord resistance).
The past few days have been pretty uncomfortable - I feel as though my pelvic bone is shifting (which, well, it probably is) - and it's so uncomfortable to get up from sitting, to sit, or even sometimes to start walking. Once I get going I can usually get my waddle to propel me where I need to go... but those first few steps are terrible. I'm also up like every hour. I feel like I have to pee, but sometimes I think the girls are just jumping on the bladder. There's really not usually a need to get out of bed if you have to only pee a tablespoon - but these days any drop of liquid needs to come out. No matter what time it is. No matter if I was JUST up to pee 5 minutes prior.
Last night I couldn't get comfy, so I resorted to moving to the couch - my comfy haven. Well, even THAT didn't work. I finally returned to bed when G got up to go to work, and was able to get a few solid hours of sleep.
Everyone says this is my body's way of preparing me for having babies up at all hours. Well, crap - why can't my body let me get rest while I can? Damn body.
Tuesday I went to my ob/gyn appointment. My blood pressure was a little high - and I spilled just a bit of protein in my urine - so they had me give another urine sample to send to the lab. No word back yet. Just need to stay away from the pre-eclampsia trap. So far so good.. and I'm just sooooo close to holding my girls. G and I spend a long time before bed just talking about it. I love those moments. Almost as much as I think I'm going to love those moments shared with our little ladies.
Off to pee.
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