Just when things are feeling smooth and easy, you get a curve ball.
Thursday afternoon, B had a seizure. Long story short, we believe he has benign Rolandic epilepsy and he will have an EEG on Thursday to diagnose it. It's not the end of the world, and he will be fine. However, it's kind of a nightmare for me.
The seizures occur during sleep. Which means I have had the monitor on super loud and I jump at every sound that one of the boys makes. Even during the day I am looking at him and asking him if he is okay when I see him twitch or make a weird face or sound. I know/hope that this paranoia will fade away as time goes on, as he's not expected to have frequent seizures. If they even happen again, they should be extremely infrequent. But it's still jarring.
Today I had my 2nd trimester anomaly screen. Both babies are in perfect health. Great hearts, brains, kidneys, stomachs, umbilical cords, limbs, digits, etc. And they are both girls.
Two Girls.
I will have two boys and two girls. I am happy, I really am. But a part of me is nervous. I've never had a girl before, so it will be new. And it still drives home the fact that it is real. We are having two babies in a few short months.
Right now I have my outbursts at the boys. Just two kids and I lose my schmidt. How will I do it with four? Well, for one thing, I guess it will help that I won't be pregnant anymore.
I am 19 weeks and 2 days. They changed my due date to 2/17/2013. The girls are growing right on schedule with that due date. So I'm more than halfway there. However, I'm already ready to be done with being pregnant. My belly is getting in the way. My hormones are insane. I cry at stupid things and I'm indecisive and just generally crabby.
I know it's not fair to my boys or to C. But sometimes I just find myself yelling or nagging and it's like I'm watching from outside of my body.
Here's to hoping B's EEG goes well on Thursday. Here's to hoping that I can handle the next 18 weeks or so as a pregnant person with two young boys.
L
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
And it was just getting easy
It's funny that C and I noticed it at the same time. I guess even though he's not pregnant, he's experiencing a range of emotions about having twins soon.
Saturday we went to get some donuts for breakfast. He sat in the booth with the boys on either side of him. They happily munched on donuts. Quietly. Nicely.
Then we went to the farmer's market. No stroller needed. The boys walked on their own, listening to Daddy to "Stop there," or "Let's go this way!"
Last night C and I were talking about how it's actually pretty easy now. The boys feed themselves. B can dress himself and uses the potty. Many times we can just sit at the table and have coffee. C can actually study while the boys are playing in the living room. They go to bed easily and sleep all night.
It seems like "Oh crap, we're in for it. No more easy!" once these babies come. Which is true. There are going to be some crazy times in the next year or so. But then, all of a sudden, we'll wake up one morning and realize that even with 4 kids, life has gotten easier. B and M will just keep growing and becoming more independent. And eventually the twins will be old enough to play on their own, feed themselves, and listen to directions.
So while it's intimidating to think of taking care of two babies when they arrive, it's comforting to know that time does pass and before we know it, we will have four beautiful kids, all doing their thing, allowing us to have coffee on a Sunday morning.
Hot coffee. Yes, there is hot coffee in my future.
Smile today.
L
Saturday we went to get some donuts for breakfast. He sat in the booth with the boys on either side of him. They happily munched on donuts. Quietly. Nicely.
Then we went to the farmer's market. No stroller needed. The boys walked on their own, listening to Daddy to "Stop there," or "Let's go this way!"
Last night C and I were talking about how it's actually pretty easy now. The boys feed themselves. B can dress himself and uses the potty. Many times we can just sit at the table and have coffee. C can actually study while the boys are playing in the living room. They go to bed easily and sleep all night.
It seems like "Oh crap, we're in for it. No more easy!" once these babies come. Which is true. There are going to be some crazy times in the next year or so. But then, all of a sudden, we'll wake up one morning and realize that even with 4 kids, life has gotten easier. B and M will just keep growing and becoming more independent. And eventually the twins will be old enough to play on their own, feed themselves, and listen to directions.
So while it's intimidating to think of taking care of two babies when they arrive, it's comforting to know that time does pass and before we know it, we will have four beautiful kids, all doing their thing, allowing us to have coffee on a Sunday morning.
Hot coffee. Yes, there is hot coffee in my future.
Smile today.
L
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Football Sunday
C got up with the boys today so I got to stay in bed. Only, I could smell the coffee and hear the boys so I got out of bed by 7:30 or so. Sigh.
Today was our first time this season bringing the boys to the NFL game in town. We knew B would be great since he's 3 and he went last season with no issues. But M is not even 2 years old yet, and gets sleeeeepy at nap time.
Luckily we brought some snacks and they got towels and little magazines when we got there, so they were pretty good for the majority of the game. They get antsy now and then, but overall, it was a lot of fun. Plus our team won in dominant fashion, so we can't ask for much more.
M was in bed by 5:35 and B was in bed by 6:30. Me and C are watching more football and just lazing on the couch now.
So we're 17 weeks and 2 days in. I think I'm getting Braxton Hicks 'cause sometimes my belly will just get really hard all of a sudden (that's what she said). No pain, just tight.
Walking to and from the stadium wasn't bad since B walks pretty slow. Sitting for the whole game started to get a little uncomfortable, though.
Tomorrow B has a full morning at pre-school so M and I can go out shopping for maternity clothes, wahoo! Then, B has dance class in the afternoon so M and I have a dinner date at Panera. Must remember not to pig out all afternoon so I have an appetite for dinner!
Not much else to report today. Very thirsty and had way too many chocolate chip cookies. I made a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies last night and, man, that one bag of Toll House chips makes a crapload of cookies! Good thing all the boys like them or I'd have eaten about 30 of them by now.
You think I'm kidding.
Weather is turning, no more AC at night. Windows open and blankets on. Even put M in a fleece footie night night tonight. C said he was shivering when he got him from his crib this morning!
Time to go watch some more football and get to bed soon. I love the cool sheets. I don't love my sore hips. Boo.
Oh PS. I think I'm feeling babies move, but not totally sure. I feel like I feel the right side move more so than the left, so once we have our ultrasound in 9 days I will be relieved to see that both babies are still well. Maybe left side baby is just more relaxed than right side baby.
You stay classy, San Diego.
L
Today was our first time this season bringing the boys to the NFL game in town. We knew B would be great since he's 3 and he went last season with no issues. But M is not even 2 years old yet, and gets sleeeeepy at nap time.
Luckily we brought some snacks and they got towels and little magazines when we got there, so they were pretty good for the majority of the game. They get antsy now and then, but overall, it was a lot of fun. Plus our team won in dominant fashion, so we can't ask for much more.
M was in bed by 5:35 and B was in bed by 6:30. Me and C are watching more football and just lazing on the couch now.
So we're 17 weeks and 2 days in. I think I'm getting Braxton Hicks 'cause sometimes my belly will just get really hard all of a sudden (that's what she said). No pain, just tight.
Walking to and from the stadium wasn't bad since B walks pretty slow. Sitting for the whole game started to get a little uncomfortable, though.
Tomorrow B has a full morning at pre-school so M and I can go out shopping for maternity clothes, wahoo! Then, B has dance class in the afternoon so M and I have a dinner date at Panera. Must remember not to pig out all afternoon so I have an appetite for dinner!
Not much else to report today. Very thirsty and had way too many chocolate chip cookies. I made a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies last night and, man, that one bag of Toll House chips makes a crapload of cookies! Good thing all the boys like them or I'd have eaten about 30 of them by now.
You think I'm kidding.
Weather is turning, no more AC at night. Windows open and blankets on. Even put M in a fleece footie night night tonight. C said he was shivering when he got him from his crib this morning!
Time to go watch some more football and get to bed soon. I love the cool sheets. I don't love my sore hips. Boo.
Oh PS. I think I'm feeling babies move, but not totally sure. I feel like I feel the right side move more so than the left, so once we have our ultrasound in 9 days I will be relieved to see that both babies are still well. Maybe left side baby is just more relaxed than right side baby.
You stay classy, San Diego.
L
Friday, September 14, 2012
17 Weeks
I'm kind of jumping in a little late in the game, here. I'm 17 weeks pregnant with twins and I have a 3 year old and a 20 month old right now. I've been scouring the interwebs for some helpful blogs about people who have little ones and are going through (or have been through) pregnancies and births of twins or more. I've found a few great blogs (will list them later) but still wish there was more. I figure if I update this thing every now and then, maybe someone else can refer to it when they're in a similar situation.
In any case, it will probably be cool to come back and read this once the twins are heading off to high school.
So yeah, 17 weeks today. I feel pretty big already. Getting up off of the floor after changing M's diaper is tough. Getting off the couch, well, it's not pretty. Rolling from side to side in bed while keeping the pillow between my knees is a pain in the arse.
I shouldn't complain too much, though. I had really bad nausea from weeks 5 through 9 but got major relief by wearing Sea Bands. http://www.sea-band.com/ I'm not usually a crunchy, anti-medicine kinda person but there's not a lot you can do for nausea while prego. So I ran out one night and put them on.
Voila. I could eat Doritos to my hearts content.
In the last week or two, I've noticed the fatigue setting in. Chasing two little boys around is pretty exhausting on a good day. I'm a SAHM, so YES I WORK. I resent when people say, "Oh so you don't work, then?" Don't even get me started. YES I WORK. I just don't get sick days, vacation days, conversation with adults, time to pee and poop in peace, you get the idea.
Anyways.
The fatigue. Yes. So yesterday my husband comes home early: 5:00 pm. The boys run outside to play with him so I decide to clean up the house. This involves running up and down a couple flights of stairs to get laundry, put things away, change sheets, make beds, clean up puzzles, get bath and night nights (PJs) ready. Plus while the boys napped that day I made a side dish for dinner.
You hear that? A side dish for dinner. WTF was I thinking?! It came out yummy, but that's besides the point.
So I had run around all day, topped it off with this 15 minutes of housework. By the time I yelled out the window for the boys to come in for their bath, I was ready to DROP and VOM. Holy crap.
Thankfully, my husband, C, has been picking up on what I need without my having to ask for it. He helped me dress them for bed and sang our night night songs with us. He's wonderful with them. I could write an entire blog just about that.
That was all yesterday. Today I am still drained, but I did lay down while the boys napped (which wasn't nearly long enough, pft). C got home early from work (1:30!!) so we had a pretty relaxing afternoon and even went out to dinner!
The boys were great, if a bit rowdy. But we went to a rowdy kind of family place, so they fit right in.
Everyone has been in bed since 7-ish except me. Here I sit, 2.5 hours later, trying to find...what am I looking for on here? I'm 17 weeks pregnant and terrified of what might happen. Once the babies are home, I know it will kinda suck. Lack of sleep, taking care of two infants plus two bigger kids. But that's not what scares me.
How long will my pregnancy last? Will my babies need to be in the NICU? How will I make it to the end of a twin pregnancy and still take adequate care of my two babies at home? So many questions but no answers. Everyone has a different experience in their twin pregnancy and labor and delivery. I guess reading about all those different experiences leads me to see one thing.
No matter how far the pregnancy went, whether they had two babies, one baby or lost both babies, all these women are still carrying on, living their lives, and just trying to do the best they can. Whether they live in the US or abroad, whether they can't wait for an epidural, or have a home birth that all the "experts" advised against, they're all moms just trying to listen to their bodies and hearts and doing the best they can with what they've been given.
So I guess my answer is clear. I can't predict how many more weeks I have, or how healthy the babies will be. God willing, I have two big fat healthy ones. What I can do is keep living each day, loving my boys and my husband, and taking care of myself. I'm lucky enough to have great care by great doctors who will help me get through safely. The rest is TBD.
Please excuse the rambly nature, as this is my first post. And I'm exhausted. And I'm crying watching What Would You Do on ABC. I hope this becomes a bit more cohesive as time goes on. And I hope I don't have to get up more than twice to pee tonight.
Be good.
L
In any case, it will probably be cool to come back and read this once the twins are heading off to high school.
So yeah, 17 weeks today. I feel pretty big already. Getting up off of the floor after changing M's diaper is tough. Getting off the couch, well, it's not pretty. Rolling from side to side in bed while keeping the pillow between my knees is a pain in the arse.
I shouldn't complain too much, though. I had really bad nausea from weeks 5 through 9 but got major relief by wearing Sea Bands. http://www.sea-band.com/ I'm not usually a crunchy, anti-medicine kinda person but there's not a lot you can do for nausea while prego. So I ran out one night and put them on.
Voila. I could eat Doritos to my hearts content.
In the last week or two, I've noticed the fatigue setting in. Chasing two little boys around is pretty exhausting on a good day. I'm a SAHM, so YES I WORK. I resent when people say, "Oh so you don't work, then?" Don't even get me started. YES I WORK. I just don't get sick days, vacation days, conversation with adults, time to pee and poop in peace, you get the idea.
Anyways.
The fatigue. Yes. So yesterday my husband comes home early: 5:00 pm. The boys run outside to play with him so I decide to clean up the house. This involves running up and down a couple flights of stairs to get laundry, put things away, change sheets, make beds, clean up puzzles, get bath and night nights (PJs) ready. Plus while the boys napped that day I made a side dish for dinner.
You hear that? A side dish for dinner. WTF was I thinking?! It came out yummy, but that's besides the point.
So I had run around all day, topped it off with this 15 minutes of housework. By the time I yelled out the window for the boys to come in for their bath, I was ready to DROP and VOM. Holy crap.
Thankfully, my husband, C, has been picking up on what I need without my having to ask for it. He helped me dress them for bed and sang our night night songs with us. He's wonderful with them. I could write an entire blog just about that.
That was all yesterday. Today I am still drained, but I did lay down while the boys napped (which wasn't nearly long enough, pft). C got home early from work (1:30!!) so we had a pretty relaxing afternoon and even went out to dinner!
The boys were great, if a bit rowdy. But we went to a rowdy kind of family place, so they fit right in.
Everyone has been in bed since 7-ish except me. Here I sit, 2.5 hours later, trying to find...what am I looking for on here? I'm 17 weeks pregnant and terrified of what might happen. Once the babies are home, I know it will kinda suck. Lack of sleep, taking care of two infants plus two bigger kids. But that's not what scares me.
How long will my pregnancy last? Will my babies need to be in the NICU? How will I make it to the end of a twin pregnancy and still take adequate care of my two babies at home? So many questions but no answers. Everyone has a different experience in their twin pregnancy and labor and delivery. I guess reading about all those different experiences leads me to see one thing.
No matter how far the pregnancy went, whether they had two babies, one baby or lost both babies, all these women are still carrying on, living their lives, and just trying to do the best they can. Whether they live in the US or abroad, whether they can't wait for an epidural, or have a home birth that all the "experts" advised against, they're all moms just trying to listen to their bodies and hearts and doing the best they can with what they've been given.
So I guess my answer is clear. I can't predict how many more weeks I have, or how healthy the babies will be. God willing, I have two big fat healthy ones. What I can do is keep living each day, loving my boys and my husband, and taking care of myself. I'm lucky enough to have great care by great doctors who will help me get through safely. The rest is TBD.
Please excuse the rambly nature, as this is my first post. And I'm exhausted. And I'm crying watching What Would You Do on ABC. I hope this becomes a bit more cohesive as time goes on. And I hope I don't have to get up more than twice to pee tonight.
Be good.
L
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