it seems like everything has been coming in waves lately. perhaps it is just hormones. or the fact that we getting closer to having babies. two babies. at times i feel completely overwhelmed by the prospect. other times i am genuinely amazed at the little wigglers growing inside of me. and still others i am beside myself with happiness at our growing family.
last week the wigglers wanted to check out L & D. or more specifically Mr. Magoo did. he opted to remain relatively silent for long periods of time forcing me to wonder if all was okay. it wasn’t that he stopped moving completely just that he was rather lackadaisical about it. so on the suggestion of the nurse we headed to the hospital to get it checked out. hook and i arrived and got a quick look at the birth center which seems lovely. and then met with some delightful nurses. i was hooked up to the monitors and both magoo and cindy lou who continuously moved off of the monitors as they were located. so clearly magoo was moving – he just didn’t feel like submitting to the whims my paranoia that day. m arrived and we were shortly thereafter told all was well and we could head home. i explained to the wigglers that now that we have seen the hospital there is no reason to go back for at least 12 more weeks.
tired from? anything. everything. it’s amazing how the littlest things can knock me down right now (not literally). a trip to target and then unloading groceries necessitates a short break. walking up flights of stairs. out of breath. general daily activities requiring more effort than they should. strange adjustment. i keep trying to remind myself that i am an endurance athlete. i run marathons. i train in snow. sleet. rain…i sound like the mail man now. but seriously i run through anything for hours and then go about the rest of my day. this however is an entirely different type of training. my body is not accustomed to putting on exponential amounts of weight in short expanses of time. my lungs are used to straining but not from a diaphragm being pushed on. my heart knows how to pump blood quickly and efficiently but is having a bit more difficult time since that blood volume has doubled. it is all amazing. my body is doing things i never imagined it could do. and i am growing these little wigglers that are moving around and flipping and getting stronger. it almost seems that by the time i might be able to wrap my head around any of it it will be over.
yesterday we went to our 24 week appointment. plan was a growth ultrasound, a febral fibronectin test (FFN – to assess chances of preterm labor), and a check-in with the doc. we decided to bring hook along for his chance to take a look at his growing siblings on the screen. both mr. magoo and cindy lou who who are looking good. magoo is head down, weighing in at 1lb. 10 oz. and a bit ahead of schedule at 24w4d. cindy lou is also growing well. head up. 1lb. 7oz. and a week behind her brother at 23w4d. both have strong heartbeats and were wiggling around as usual. hook was excited both to see the babies and with the jelly they put on my stomach to see them. FFN was negative and cervix is looking great (4.90 cm). and as a bonus i only gained just over a pound in the past two weeks. back for more fun with a gestational diabetes test, an FFN, and a doctor visit in another two weeks.
my bellybutton is in a seemingly precarious position as my stomach continues to expand. not sure it is going to retain its status as an innie for much longer. still keeping the stretch marks at bay as long as possible.
hook started flag football last night and scored a touchdown. perhaps the kid has identified his own calling. though i am still against him playing tackle football any time soon. today we decided to partake in our annual family tradition of going to the apple orchard. usually we go much later into october but since we were actually going to pick some honeycrisp apples. perfect day for hay rides, apple picking, a jaunt through the corn maze, hot cider, and warm cinnamon sugar donuts. looking forward to heading back next year with the little wigglers in tow.
apparently this is an interesting topic for people – coworkers, strangers, family from afar. do i look like i am having twins? am i sufficiently “big enough”? today as i sat in a waiting room with hook an older woman started talking to me and hook informed her i was having twins – in two separate bubbles (he informs nearly everyone of this). she asked when i was due and promptly responded with “well you aren’t very big” followed by “twins come early – you should get bigger soon”. i also learned about her great grand kids and a sibling or cousin or something who had twins but didn’t know until they were born. i also have a colleague who only last week decided i officially “look pregnant” to her but must still be measuring small. personally i feel quite large – mammoth at times. and i know i will get much larger in the coming weeks and months. the wigglers need room! i just find it intriguing that everyone else has decided how big they think i should be. according to my doctor at my 22w1d visit i was measuring 29+ weeks (if i were carrying a singleton). and i have gained, well, let’s just say far more than i thought i would have at this point. all seems big enough to me! i guess we will see if i am fitting expectations and properly measuring up at my 24w2d appointment this week…
complete aside – hook was seriously mad at mr. magoo and was telling us he was not going to play with him because he couldn’t feel him kick. luckily a brewing sibling crisis was averted when hook was able to feel him kick repeatedly yesterday!
hook started kindergarten today. kindergarten. he was so excited. came bounding into our room this morning to remind me he started school today. it was super cute. took the requisite first day of school pictures. grabbed his lunch and backpack and headed out. once we were actually at school he got a little nervous. and held tightly to my hand. i tried to reassure him and he wavered between confident and trepidatious. the entire scene was a bit of a clusterf&@k of parents, students, and school personnel which made m even more concerned that they were going to lose him. i don’t think they will lose him per se but i started to get a little worried that they tried to put a tag on his backpack with a bus route on it. hook doesn’t take the bus. he never will. ever. unless it is on a field trip. we got that squared away and hung around for a few minutes. i didn’t want to be those parents that have to be asked to leave. when we decided it was time to duck out hook got a little worried and asked us not to leave. we talked for a minute, hugged, and then headed out. i am not that worried about him. he is outgoing and well behaved. he makes friends easily and his best friend is actually in his class. but still it seems so weird that hook is in school now. a whole new chapter of his life just beginning. he is more than prepared. he has been for a long time but that doesn’t make it any easier as a parent. at least both m and i managed to hold it together in front of him…that has to count for something. eagerly looking forward to hearing about his new adventures.