Category — Belly Pics

So, here we are with just three weeks – three weeks! - till “goal” of 36 weeks. It’s kinda cool having a nightly countdown on the news. They keep passing it off as being for the election date, but really it’s about me.

Last Friday at my non-stress test, the funky little monitor thing zig-zagged to show that I was having excessive contractions. The nurse tsk-tsked me and said she was going to have to stop these shenanigans. After a call to Dr. Amazing, she stabbed my arm with something called terbutaline. This is an injection of concentrated caffeine and nicotine that makes the patient feel like utter shit. Oh, and it stops contractions. Oh, and it’s not really caffeine and nicotine, but it sure makes you feel like you drank a pot of coffee while huffing on a mouthful of filterless Pall Malls. So that was super fun.

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Eight pounds, baby! Or rather, eight pounds of baby. That’s how much I’m carrying around these days, as estimated at yesterday’s perinatologist appointment.

Baby A is estimated at 3lb 14oz, Baby B at 4lb 1oz. Wow! Both of the girls look awesome. No problems with the shared placenta or the gestational diabetes. The fluid and blood flow look great. When talking about how much longer I have to go, the perinatologist said, “Well, you’re not going to like what I have to say, but five or six more weeks…..”

I nearly lost consciousness at that point. Then she said something about having seven-pound babies, and I became incontinent.

Okay, maybe I didn’t pee on the bed, but I probably should have.

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I almost didn’t update today, just because I feel. So. Shitty.

Okay, I’m trying really, really, really, really, REALLY hard to keep perspective here. I’ve got 35 days till goal. That’s nothing, right? It could be much worse – I could be carrying sextuplets. I could be in labor, which really would suck this early. I could have an infection, or a third nipple, or leaky boobs in public.

I have none of the above. But I am in so much effing pain, I am going to lose it!

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Woo-whee! I’ve made it to the big 3-0! I’m now as pregnant as I am old.

Wait, that doesn’t sound very attractive.

So six more weeks till goal. As you probably saw in a previous post, I have developed gestational diabetes. I am now the proud carrier of a shiny, new One Touch Ultra 2 (Includes Educational DVD & Booklet!) and have the pleasure to lance myself four times a day. Go figure that, out of nowhere, I develop a most voracious appetite. My grandmother used to call it “the hungry horrors” and boy is it horrible, especially since it feels like I can’t eat anything except eggs and salad. Blech! I want, like, six hamburgers instead. WITH the bun.

Also – and this may be psychosomatic now that I know about the GD – I have a most unquenchable thirst. I am drinking so much water that my stomach, wherever it is nowadays, is making sloshing noises from all the water I’m drinking.

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Sure, I bitch and moan, but I really do enjoy being pregnant. Here’s just one of the things I’ll miss when I’m no longer pregnant: the built-in TV tray.

Holy shit, I’m at the end of my 20s. Next week, I start into the 30-week numbers. Is this for real?

Apparently, it is. Just look at my latest side-by-side comparison of my 24-week belly vs. my 29-week belly.

The shower on Saturday was so lovely. There was tons of cake. My awesome friends put in so much work and love to bring it all together so that I didn’t have to lift a finger (thanks, guys!).

The girls got some sundresses and clothes that were so cute, my voice went into the dog-whistle range. They also got tons of books to start out their library, a kick-ass stroller and shitloads – pun intended – of adorable cloth diapers. My mom and I finished out the rest of the shopping.

It thus occurred to me that starting a new life of possessions is pretty expensive, difficult and time consuming. Really, how do you bring a person into this world without a bunch of crap to go with it? My, how a life of consumerism begins early, doesn’t it?

I don’t think it’s sunk in that I’m on leave yet. I have not taken a vacation or really been out of work in so long. My mom’s presence is distracting too, so I’m not just lying around lonely all day yet.

Health-wise, some crappy news: I called my OB’s office to make sure my FFN test was negative, and they informed me that I’d actually failed my one-hour glucose test. I went in today for the three-hour test.

People, I do not recommend failing the one-hour test. I did get a snazzy new glucose flavor – lemon-lime – but I had to stay at the lab from 7:15 a.m. until 10:30 a.m., getting my blood drawn four times. My arms are now stuck with track marks and I look like a pregnant junkie.

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Last night during the Gator game, wherein the Gators kicked some serious ‘Cane ass, the girls were going berserk. Yeah, my girls are born Gators. Chris pulled out his snazzy new phone and took a short video of some of the kicking and punching action. Check it out!

Finishing up week 26, I thought to myself, “Wow! I’m really getting away without a lot of common pregnancy ailments!” Most notably, my lower back just really isn’t bothering me and my fingers and feet aren’t swelling.

Well, my lower back is still holding up okay. But the swelling? Oh yeah. That has changed. In a matter of days, my fingers went from slim and dainty to puffy and manly. I even took the precaution of putting my wedding ring on a chain.

Hm. On second thought, maybe I should let it get stuck so we have to saw it off and then replace the mangled ring with a nice, sparkly 1.5 carat diamond.

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25 weeks 5 days pregnant

In case you were doubting my ability to grow two GARGANTUAN babies, behold this photo of me and my belly just a few days ago.

Yeah, suck on THAT! Do I know how to grow some babies, or do I know how to grow some babies?!?

According to yesterday’s ultrasound, Baby A is weighing in at 1 lb. 15 oz, while Baby B is at 1 lb. 14 oz. Yep, a couple of almost-two pounders in there.

When I get pregnant, I don’t mess around, people.

Less than 10 weeks till “goal” of 36 weeks.

Let’s play the numbers game!

32 – 28 – 37
My pre-pregnancy measurements

35 – 44 – ??
My current measurements

98
Days left till the babies get here, if I actually carried to my real due date

70
Days I probably realistically have left in this pregnancy

10
Number of weeks that I have till my goal of 36 weeks gestation

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