Oh, um, hey blog. No I didn't forget you. Yes, I still love you.

So I may or may not be REALLY FAR BEHIND on blogging baby things. Ok, fine, I'm really far behind. To do a quick recap since my last post (yes, the one from November):1. I continued to be pregnant for 7 more weeks.
2. I delivered two beautiful healthy baby boys via c-section on January 20. It turned out that Baby B was not a frog.
3. We named them Oliver and Elliot.

Since I started this blog to not only keep track of my infertility journey but also to keep track of my growing children, I guess I should seriously start keeping track of my growing children.

Elliot Ray - "Baby A" - 5 lbs 9 oz at birth:
He is super fly chill guy. I'm 99% positive he's a pothead because he's so chill. He eats ah-mah-gawd slow, rarely cries, loves to listen to you talk, and pretty much just hangs out nice and relaxed. He is going to be our studious little professor with good grades and will probably work for NASA.

Oliver Oden - "Baby B" - 5 lbs 3 oz at birth:

He is OMG DRAMA! Everything with him is over-the-top. He cries loud, eats fast, breathes hard, kicks like crazy, and refuses to take any comfort from anyone. It's his party and he's gunna cry if he wants to! He was an animal in the womb and didn't come out any different! He's going to be our hellion who will be Evel Knievel-ing his motorcycle all over town. School? PFTH! Yeah right. We'll at least attempt to get him in NASCAR. As long as he's rich like his NASA brother and can buy us Mercedes, we are happy.



Jeepers, aren't they sweet? They really are great babies and life has been much easier than I ever anticipated with twins. I will attempt my hardest attempt to keep up with their development here. Right now they are just doing baby things but once they start doing back flips and techno dancing, I will post things.

OKBYE!

Babies, Nursery, and 30 Weeks...OH MY!

OH-MAH-GAWD I'm so far behind! I keep telling myself I need to post something but then I remember tthat there are only 3 people who read this blog and they already know everything but then I remind myself again that I truly started this blog to journal my journey. So here I go on a journaling rampage:

I'm 30 weeks. This is a huge deal to me. I feel like Captain Baby-Mamma America with my ass kicking uterine abilities. I can seriously grow some kids! Everything is going extremely well...which I know could change in an instant, so I'm cherishing this lovely time.

Nov 24: This is one way to hide an entire turkey

Besides the tiny evil elves that dwell in my back and like to stab me with sharp objects, I'm having little to complain about. Sure, I'm exhausted and toting around 32 pounds in my mid section is hard, but it's not something I feel like I have the right to moan about. I wanted this, asked for this, paid for this...there is no room for complaint here!

Oh, the babies, you ask? Well they are pretty awesome if I do say so myself. Weighing in at impressive 3 pounds, they enjoy pounding on my bladder, punching each other in the jaw, and tickling my digestive tract. Giggles.

Baby A: He's got moves like Jagger.

Baby B: Still possibly a frog

We are serioulsy ready for these pups. The nursery is done, the clothes are washed, and the swings are batteried. I will ask nicely that they remain situated for a few more weeks, but when they are ready, at least we know they will be ok!

The moose was a requirement from The Dude

And one more picture for giggles sakes:

KANKLES!!!



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: