28 weeks and counting

Let me just start this by saying it is difficult to write this right now. Not only am I having to sit in the hospital lobby but I have my Fire propped up on my stomach and the babies are playing footsy with it...along with feeling hiccips in my butt (only mom's can relate AND/OR make such statements). Anyways, I know it has been a while since blogging last. Besides the complaints many have read or commented on, not much else goes on around here. This is my prison. Every day is basically the same as the day before only sometimes I have visitors. My day consists of: waking up to someone poking my finger at 6am due to gestational diabetes, my resident Dr swings by around 6:30am to listen to my heart and push on my legs to check for swelling (there hasn't been any swelling), around 7:35-8am breakfast comes (my diet is limited to 1/2 cup scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of toast that is barely toasted, 2 pieces of sausage. Two days of the week I get French toast-2 pieces and another day is 1 blueberry pancake), they do my vitals before I eat and give me the prenatal vitamin and the nurse asks me if I'm having contractions or anything (no), I shower after eating then get put on the NST for 20 min (sometimes a resident Dr does an ultrasound to find the heart locations of each baby but as of recently the babies are generally in the same spot- baby a is on the right is head down and the presenting baby, baby b is on the left and is sometimes resting his head on baby a's head or chest), 2 hours after breakfast they check my blood sugar again, 11:30 is lunch, 2 hours later they check my blood sugar and might do vitals, my Dr here visits sometime in the afternoon to discuss the NST tests, free time between 12-5:30, dinner at 5:30, vitals and blood sugar test 7:30, night nurse routine (contractions, etc), NST test around 9pm, last vitals around 10, then sleep. Weekly I get weighed because of my diet. I have gained 2 lbs since being in here. I'm not ashamed to say I have gained 30 lbs this pregnancy. Last week the babies weighed 2.4lbs and 2.12lbs. Next week we get another growth scan to see how much of a difference their weights will be. Not much else is going on...just counting down the days.

Rip My Heart Out

Today, I actually stood there doing dishes crying. I probably would have been bawling my eyes out if Brandon wasn't sitting in a chair across from where I was standing- looking at me like I was crazy. I don't know what it has been about today but I feel like my heart is going to burst at any moment. 


It was a normal day for us. We took the boys (Brandon and Gavin obviously) for haircuts. Gavin was great. He didn't cry. He interacted with the hairdresser. He commented on the Dr. Seuss movie that was playing. Everything went awesome and he looks so good with his new haircut. The hairdresser commented on how good he was and kept complimenting him. Afterwards, we went to Walmart to return somethings and the cashier also commented on how sweet Gavin was. 


Let me start back at the beginning of the day. Every day that Brandon wakes up at home and doesn't work (his 2nd day home basically), he will go and get Gavin out of bed and change him so that I don't have to do it. And every day that he does this, Gavin comes running into my room saying "Mom! Mom!" and my heart actually swells (well, maybe not actually but it feels like it). He climbs up in the bed next to me and I say "Good Morning" and he whispers "Good Morning" back to me. 


Ok..now we can go back to where I was before... so anyway- we got home and ate lunch and everyone took naps (yes, that is how we roll around here). When we woke up to Gavin crying, Brandon again went to get him from his nap and I laid in bed for a few minutes. That is...until I heard Gavin crying "Mom? Mom!" My heart breaks. Brandon was on the couch trying to get him calmed down watching cartoons and Gavin just kept crying and saying "MOM..." So, I went out and got him and sat with him for a while. He cuddled up to me and made me smile even though my heart was breaking. 


Then, we went to the store and came home and Gavin and Brandon spent time outside and I spent time inside by myself. Gavin opened the front door and said "Mom?" and I hid. He closed the door and was back outside. Soon he had the door open again saying "Mom? Mommmm" I came out from hiding and asked what he wanted and then asked if he wanted me to come outside and he nodded. He puts his little hand in mine as we walk back outside. Eventually we had to come back inside. I started some dishes. Brandon cleaned the tile and started laundry. Brandon turned the Pandora radio on the DVD player and blasted Disney music and Gavin danced. He danced on the floor...he danced on the couch. I cried. 


When Brandon gives Gavin a bath, he first puts him on the potty to try to get him to use it. I hear "Mom! Mom!" When Gavin is in the bath tub, I hear "Mom!" When bath time is over, I hear "Mom!" And then to top it off tonight, Brandon went to read books with Gavin (which is what we do before bedtime...I do it while Brandon is working and the first night Brandon is home and he does it the night before he leaves for work) and Gavin ran out of the room to come see me. He didn't want to read books with his dad. He wanted me. He cried. I felt like crying. Eventually Brandon got him in the bedroom without me in there but Gavin cried as he was taking him in there. 


Why am I crying? What is breaking my heart? I have to leave my son who I have spent virtually every day (minus like literally 7 days) of his life with in less than 2 weeks. In less than 2 weeks I may spend 8 weeks away, only seeing him maybe once or stretching it- twice a week for only a few hours each visit. It's really starting to hit home and I will guess more and more tears will be coming. I feel like crying just saying this now. There is nothing I can do about this either. It's for the best for our unborn babies but for my son who is already here and attached to me... my heart breaks. 

21 Weeks and 3 Weeks Left of Freedom

Well, nothing really exciting happening lately. I am feeling lots of kicks, from many directions. Sometimes they kick at the same time...sometimes it starts with one, then they alternate. It's actually pretty amazing. 


We are doing some home projects (still) like building a fence, finishing our guest room, "mowing" the grass and planting grass. It's all coming along very nicely. Well...that's all I have to say. Short and sweet. 

21 weeks

19 weeks (19.4) and a Month of FREEDOM

We went to our 19 week appointment this week with the OB and everything was still great. He measured my stomach and it measures at 24 weeks (if that gives you an idea of how huge I feel). This is normal for twin pregnancies. Baby A was breech and Baby B was head down- literally with his feet on Baby A's face. Aww...brotherly love. 


I feel pretty good though, besides feeling large. I don't get nauseous really anymore but I still have food aversions though sometimes I am too hungry to care.  Sometimes I can't really stand and have to bend over (hands on knees) to talk but I chalk that up to all the weight in the front. Did I mention I feel huge? Cuz I do. And it will only get worse!


We picked out names! Yep. Only took a few days to figure out what was best but we did. With Gavin, I thought I would forget his name since we really didn't say it much before he was born, because it was a secret. Now that we have TWO babies to know names of...I'm leaning more towards wanting to tell people. 


Here is a picture of 19.4 weeks:

And....their names are William Michael Kludt (Will) and Nathan Lee Kludt (Nate)

An Analogy for our MoMo Pregnancy

Fraternal Twins are basically like this: The babies have their own apartments (sacs) with their own kitchen (placentas).


Monoamniotic Dichorionic aka MoDi (Identical twins): The babies have their own hotel rooms with their own beds (sacs) but must eat at the same restaurant (share placenta). 


Monoamniotic Monochorionic aka MoMo (Identical twins):  The babies basically have a studio apartment. They share a bedroom (sac) and kitchen (placenta). 

39 days until inpatient

39 days does not seem that long...and then again, it feels like forever. In "39 days" (give or take a few depending on what the doctors decide), I will leave my home for a possible 10 week stay in the hospital. Most of you who have had children before or had hospital stays can not imagine being at the hospital this long...I can't either. But, I will say that I hope I do stay 10 weeks, that means the best for our boys. 


Some of my FB people wonder what it is like to be pregnant with twins at 18 weeks (well, this is 18.3 weeks) and I will tell you... it's probably a lot like being 25 weeks with just one baby. Our last doc appointment (3/14), the babies were each 8oz, which is right on track and perhaps a little more than "average."  So, against my husbands will, I am going to post a picture of what it looks like...at 18.3 weeks pregnant with twins (the second pregnancy around).

And on that note... my pizza is done. :) 

Inquiring Minds Want To Know...

What does it look like to be pregnant with twins at 15 weeks? Here... I will show you:

Not impressed?

Recent cravings:

Meat (this isn't recent but it's what I like) Mostly... beef and bacon...some venison. Not very much chicken unless it's with honey mustard or it's bdubs...or chinese.

Chocolate ice cream with peanut butter spoonfuls in it (this is just recently as of last week)

Salad that I can make myself (mostly just restaurant style...I am too lazy to have all those ingredients just chilling in my fridge waiting for me to eat a salad)

Fried egg sandwiches with cheese and miracle whip on toasted bread

Bacon and/or sausage- dipped in syrup (also toast dipped in syrup)

Sausage and cheese kolaches (this had been a must from the beginning)

Yellow cake with chocolate frosting

Pizza and garlic planks (from a local place)

Taco meat (I could care less about the rest of the toppings) and cheese

Bagels and cream cheese (strawberry on plain or plain on cinnimon raisin)

Split pea soup (I haven't had any yet but I want some) I tried to eat this today and I opened the can and about puked so... nope.


Dislikes:

Most any candy- I just don't have the urge to eat candy really

The smell of Gavin's milk cups or the kitchen sink

Prints' dog food...yuck. Smells gross

Mac and Cheese... (Velveeta)

Chicken in all other forms than listed above

Poptarts

Peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches

The list goes on...