Big Adventures at 17 weeks

No worries, the ultrasound tech came out of our appointment un-scathed. Although they did make me wait FAR too long to hear the genders, we finally got the joyful news of, "They're both boys!". It was like angels singing in my ears. TWO BOYS!!!! That's what we were both hoping for and dreaming of....until I spent the weekend with my pigtailed, painted toed two year old neice. I won't get to fix anybody's hair or paint anybody's toes. Or pick out frilly cute dresses and shoes. *Sigh*
But seriously, I have two healthy growing boys and the word HEALTHY is all I really care about.

GASP! Oh yeah...I felt them move this weekend for the first time! I've been feeling flutters for a couple weeks now but this weekend it was an actual thump which I felt on the outside with my hand.

A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.

Who's the big fattie? I'M THE BIG FATTIE!!!

I am so proud of my ginormous bulging tummy!

I look at it, rub it, hold it, and pat it pretty much all hours of every day. I have never felt so beautiful in all my life! I know that sounds silly, but I have waited oh-mah-god so long for this so you can't blame me, right? The dude loves the belly too. He likes to examine it and makes me stand with my shirt up while cooking dinner or watching tv. So sweet, eh? I like him.

I have an appointment in two days to hopefully* find out the sexes. I am so flipping excited I can barely stand it. My entire work days are filled with baby thoughts. I might as well give up at life until Friday because I cannot cope with anything else right now.

*The word "Hopefully" in this sentance was used with the following definition: If the eff-ing ultrasound techs try to tell me they can't see the genitals of the babies, I will take the wand and shove it up their ass and tell them the gender of their intestines.

Funny tidbit: My boss has started calling them Mutt and Jeff. If it's two boys, that just might stick.

SECOND TRIMESTER!! Holy sh*t!

It's true. This is no joke. I am in the second trimester. It has never occured to me that this moment would actually happen. I mean, obviously I've known I was pregnant for the last 9 weeks, but I never allowed myself to imagine I would get to this point.

Both my babies are kicking ass and taking names and they don't appear to be the kind of fetuses that end their mission prematurely. They are both measuring a few days ahead and growing like steroid junkies. They have very different personalites already, although I don't know if it will stick. They've still got a lot of time to adjust their attitudes before mom has to do it for them.

BABY A: She's either lazy or extremely chill
   So I'm calling Baby A a girl right now. Don't get excited, we don't know yet. She's very laid back and actually allows the ultrasound tech to study her and hear her heartbeat.

BABY B: He's a circus monkey
   You get the picture: "she" and "he" are obviously what I'm hoping for. This little guy was extremely opposite of his sister. He was flailing his limbs and bopping his head around. He refused to participate in the ultrasound and made it impossible for anyone to hear his heart. Such a rotten little boy, right? We had a serious discussion afterwards about his attitude and cooperation during these appointments. We've got another ultrasound at 17 weeks and I swear he is going to cooperate so I can find out their sexes on that day or else he will be on dog poop duty from the day he is birthed. He pretended to care, but I don't feel like he was genuine at all.

Welp, there you go. An exciting update. Go ahead and send me gifts for making it to the phantom Second Trimester.

My Wee Babes Look Like Real Babes!

It's official...I am no longer carrying alien amphibian fetuses. THEY ARE REAL BABIES NOW!

[Insert cheers and applause here]

I am 9 weeks and the babies have officially graduated to fetuses. Last week they were merely embryos. *Sigh* They are growing up so fast.

Check out the change for yourself:

                    

They totally look like babies now, right?



9 weeks has been treating me good. I've felt much better the last few days and haven't had to take a nap in my car during work hours all week! That feels like a huge accomplishment. I've got to wait four, YES 4!, weeks for my next appointment which is crazy compared to the weekly pampering I've been receiving lately. The good thing I have to report is that I will most likely be getting an ultrasound at every visit. Most ladies only get two their entire pregnancy so I feel spoiled! My clinic doesn't do sex scans until 20 weeks and that feels like a millennium away...but don't worry, there will be some complaining and begging on my part to try and bump that a few weeks. I'm thinking 17 weeks would be acceptable.

Baby Pictures, get used to em'!

Ultrasound numero dos was on June 28. Both babes are looking great with strong heartbeats. I was considered 7 weeks 5 days and Baby A measured exactly that. Baby B measured 7w6d. These two are growing like wildfire, I tell you!

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed...er, in mommies uterus

Yes, that's right folks: TWO! Yesterday (June 20) was our first ultrasound at 6 weeks 5 days. It was beautiful and breathtaking seeing two little tiny persons with two big huge heartbeats. Baby A is buried in farther back so we couldn't hear it's heartbeat, but we say it pumping away like mad. Baby B's heart was heard loud and clear! Victor and I just sat there in awe for most of the time, not really saying anything. At the end, the Doctor says, "So, um, are you going to celebrate now?". We both just sat there staring at our perfect little ultrasound picture and said, "Er, maybe". IT'S STILL SCARY, MR. DOC, LEAVE US BE!

Our due date is February 8 but no one expects me to make it that far. The Doctor told us to expect anytime around Christmas. Normal twin gestational period is 35 weeks instead of the normal 40 for a singleton. I'm going to do whatever I can to keep these munchkins in for as long as possible. If I have to lay in bed and pee in a pan for 6 months, I'll do it! There is nothing more important than the health of these two and I will make every sacrifice known to man to assure their safety.

Check out my babes, yo's:

I'm not going back, DAMNIT!

I'm pregnant and that's it. I'm not going back to that non-pregnant stuff from before. I have been begging God, the Universe, whoever will listen, to PLEASE let this/these embryo(s) grow and be safe and healthy. Hell, I'll even take semi healthy. What, you want me to spend some time in the NICU with a baby who can't breathe on it's own? I'LL TAKE IT! But I am not loosing this pregnancy. Not. Not. Not.

HEY! Let's talk about pregnancy things. FUN! So I'm 5 weeks pregnant. 5 WEEKS!!! Holy hell that is so exciting. I have to wait two whole weeks to hear a heartbeat and/or see the filled-with-baby sac. That seems like such a long wait and I am constantly thinking about how far away it is. During my two week wait I plan to rub my tummy and smile constantly.

Speaking of tummy, mine is huge. I'm bloated like you would not believe. What, don't believe me? Here's proof:

*Sorry about the picture quality but taking a picture of your own tummy is a difficult angle.

But seriously, are you freaking kidding me? I am 5 weeks pregnant and can't fit in ANYTHING. I feel like I could easily explode at any moment. I just read today that I should avoid salty foods...Done. Don't get me wrong, I love this early showing, but I'm not ready for random people to know yet. This belly makes that slightly difficult. People definitly have noticed my "weight gain". A friend at work who knows what we are going through told me I was fat yesterday...in a joking manner obvioulsy. But he definitely noticed that bulge I've got going on, which means others have noticed it too.

But serioulsy...I'M PREGNANT FOR REAL!!!!