15-7-2009 - 23 weeks

My mood while writing this blog: Ok

I was measured at the doctor's office yesterday. This time they were respectful of my time and only made me wait for 50 minutes chasing a bored and wild toddler around the incredibly small waiting room with no cups for the water cooler. So gracious. Anyways they were proud of me for finally catching up on my weight gain. 7 lbs in 2 weeks. Yay? Sigh. I may be a pregnant woman, but I am still a woman! I don't think I am ever going to look at the scale for a weigh- in again.

My fundus is measuring 34 weeks. I look like I am about to drop a single child from my body on accident. Comments from strangers in elevators like "Any day now huh?", "Oh how exciting, are you due soon?" etc only reinforce the fact that I have a fearfully long time to go before I am actually going to give birth. The human body is amazing, but I just don't understand how I can grow and/or stretch any more and still have functioning lungs. As is my meals have started to shrink because I get the painful I-ate-wayyy-too0-much-at-Thanksgiving-dinner feeling. Painful and not worth the last bite. I don't even know where my stomach is currently located in my abdomen. I think it is sort of high and to the left under a rib. Not sure though. If that is where my stomach is, then where is my liver? I digress...

Anyways, the doctor says that the next month I should still be able to function and then it is going to really hard. Then I will be disfigured and lugging around the weight of these kids quite awkwardly. Back pains, difficulty sleep, doom etc. Anyways, I will try to glow this next month because the glow may become a laborious grease streak from the effort of this in 4 weeks. She said that my cervix is holding up 5 cm "long and strong". Thank you Cervix! High five Cervix! If I could buy you a latte and a massage I would. Hang in there cervix, you are the plug keeping the kids in the bathtub.

I got another quick ultrasound with the grainy machine they have in the regular OB appointment room. Twin A is head down but she said that twins can still move until about 34-37 weeks too. I thought the space was about too be limited and they would get pinned enough for me to not worry about breech presentation. No such luck, but I am still proud of my second born for orienting correctly in the little womb world we are creating. Stay put kid!

Anyways, 23 weeks is something of a milestone because we are getting in to the survival-outside-of womb timeframe and I am rooting us all on here. Pretty soon we will be 28 weeks and I can just know for sure that they will be ok. We are doing it kiddos!