Monday, June 29, 2009

36 weeks, 6 days

Well, it's official.

I have been pregnant longer with my twin girls than I was with Henry!!!

He was born at 1:00 a.m. at 36 weeks, 6 days. Considering it is now 7:35 a.m. and I am still ridiculously pregnant, it looks like we've made it!!!

Anyone else find that funny/ironic/poetic or whatever word fits best?

That my "high risk" twin pregnancy has actually been much less eventful than my "easy" pregnancy?

Okay, sure, I was on bedrest for 2.5 weeks...which by the way, I've let myself off of...I physically CAN'T do very much without my back throbbing or my lower extremities swelling or my tummy cramping up, but I'm not sitting quite as much as I was. I even went to Pier 1 yesterday to look for new throw pillows. Sure, I was EXHAUSTED after that 15 minute jaunt, but it was more than I've done in a long time!!! I think that is more attributed to my sheer size than it is from being a complication or what have you, you know? (Oh, and by the way, I came home throw pillow-less...did you know that throw pillows are like $25 EACH???!!! Crazy. Maybe I'll make some...in my spare time. Right.)

Andy also took me to see Transformers yesterday...although that's mostly sitting so I'm not sure how much activity that could count as. But the girls moved and bounced around in my tummy soooo much...my guess is because of all the loud noise. I actually got teary eyed during the movie...not AT the movie, but just thinking how I cannot wait to see these girls little faces and hug them and cuddle them and smell that sweet newborn smell and tell them I love them. I feel like it's been a long time coming. Maybe not in terms of days and weeks, but emotionally. This whole pregnancy has been such a roller coaster ride. I've never been so terrified of losing a baby in my life. Or, at the very least, having a baby all hooked up to machines and weighing less than three pounds. Because, really, that's what every twin book has you believing.

But nope, here I am, 36 weeks and 6 days and getting bigger by the day. It's almost time to do those jumping jacks!!! Because you know, when I told my husband that we were going to have sex three times a day to get labor going his response was..."ugh...that sounds like a lot of work..." Great. Thanks. Because I don't already feel like a giant amorphous lop! He's lucky I'm not sensitive!!! :)

6 comments:

Joanie said...

Your hubby owes you for that one! BIG TIME.

That is very interesting about the differences in pregnancies.

You have come so far!

Crash said...

Nice to see your sense of humor is still in tact. And, amorphous is a really descriptive word--you are so funny. Lindsey called it early on and said you'd go longer with the twins than Henry.

Crash said...

this is joy btw.

aron said...

i cant imagine how anxious you are to meet those little girls (and get them out of you!). still thinking of you everyday :) once they are here i will definitely be making a trip down and coming to see you and them!

Mama Mote said...

How does Andy think the twins got in there in the first place? Now they need to come out! Can't believe I just said that. You're doing great, Jeannett. Soon....

Jeannett Gibson said...

Magic?