33 Weeks

How Far Along?: 33 Weeks

Total Weight Gain: 35 lbs.

Best Moment of the Week: Realizing that this is my last week of work!

Movement: They are big enough now that if they kick in the right place, it moves my entire body. They're pretty pumped about kicking me as hard as they can in my hip bones. All I have to say is payback's a B. Just kidding.

Bellybutton: . . . is ruining my life. Last week my bellybutton decided to go rogue and try to tear its way out of my skin. At least that's how I'm explaining the stretchmarks all over the place (see above picture).


What I Miss: Not being able to blend in. People are compelled to talk to me when they see my stomach. I'm the kind of person who would prefer to sit through an hour long haircut in complete silence. It's not because I'm shy; it's really just because I'm not friendly. I think I was meant to be born in some cold, uptight northern big city where there is no obligation to make small talk with every random Joe that you'll never see again. So, this pregnancy thing is throwing that whole thing way out of whack. And it's really cute/fun answering 50 comments a day like "Watch out--there's probably not any food left in the cafeteria now" after I leave. HYSTERICAL.

What I'm Looking Forward To: Being normal sized again. I know I'm harping on this, but I'm to the point where there is nothing cute left about my pregnancy, and I really want my old body back.

Weekly Wisdom: I've got nothing. I feel like I lose any pregnancy wisdom credibility after you see the attached picture of my stomach. I'm clearly doing something wrong.

Milestone: Friday is my last day to work for the indefinite future. While I'm looking forward to this for now, seeing as how I can hardly walk, I'm scared too. Change is always scary, and I really love my job and the people I work with. I just keep telling myself that if I don't like staying home, I can always go back. I think the only thing to do will be to overdose on pedicures and trashy daytime TV until the transition's over.

Molested at the Donut Store

That title is no lie. This morning I stopped by a new donut store to pick up a few kolaches (don' t get me started--I live for kolaches). Two Asian ladies were working behind the counter. The older lady started by asking the typical pregnancy questions: When are you due? What are you having? etc. When I told them I was having twins that's when the shiz hit the fan.

Said older lady came from around the donut counter, walked behind me, and wrapped her arms around my waist to feel my stomach. I was standing in a donut store being spooned by an older Asian lady. Then after intimately caressing my stomach for a weirdly long time and speaking in another language, so I really don't know what the hell is going on, she patted my back and butt and told me that she approved of the amount of weight I've gained. SERIOUSLY. Thank God the donut store lady, with all of her vast knowledge of obstetrics, approves of my current weight.

The weirdest part was that I just stood there while being groped at 7:45 am in a donut store. No reaction. That is not how I would have foreseen that situation playing out in my mind.

Holy Stomach

31 Weeks, Mother-F***er.

Moments of Fatness

I wanted to make sure that I memorialized these moments before I forget. I've had a few incidents since I got big that are like a sitcom-style snapshot into being gigantic. Humbling--but hysterical.

1. I was eating out of a large bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos. I had gotten up to get a drink, and when I went to sit back down on the couch with Jon, that's when things got fat. I can't bend at the waist at all. So to sit, I really have to just position my butt over the seat and fall backward. It's a new brand of trust fall. Except this time I didn't calculate my landing appropriately and sat on the bag of Doritos. And then had a hard time getting up off of them. Jon was sitting next to me, and there was just disgust written all over his face. Nothing like seeing your ginormous wife struggling to get off of the bag of Doritos she just sat on.

2. I wore some maternity pants that I had purchased when I first started showing but hadn't worn in a while. By the time I got to school, they were cutting my circulation off at the waist. So I thought I'd just cut the waistband a little. But, the material was slightly stretchy, so when I cut they then ripped another 2-3 inches, leaving a lovely little slit from my waist to mid-thigh. I had to teach the rest of the day with my shirt self-consciously pulled down to my knees. It was pretty hot.

29 Weeks

Well I had a perinatologist appt. today, and here's the update:

Baby A is 3 lbs. 4 oz. (66th percentile), and Baby B is 3 lbs (46th percentile). Cervix is ridiculously closed, and for as thankful as I am for that--it's looking like I'm working until the bitter end.

One more thing, during the ultrasound, Baby A kicked Baby B. So, Baby B's little hand shot out with her finger pointing at Baby A, like she was letting her have it. Hysterical--the fighting has already begun in utero.

P.S. If you're having trouble deciphering the pictures, Baby A is lying on her right cheek, facing the camera. Baby B is upright with her head cranked over on her left shoulder. Joanna says she'll need a baby massage when she gets out.

28 weeks

How far along?: 28 weeks

Total weight gain: 28 lbs.

Best Moment of the Week: My shower! My friends and sisters threw me the most fun shower at a Mexican restaurant owned and operated by a giant transvestite. It was perfect! I got so many presents; I am the luckiest girl ever. I've had so much fun this week opening everything and organizing it in the babies' room. Here are pictures from my sister, Joanna's, blog: http://talesfromtheskymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/mamacita.html

Movement: I think they have less room in there than before because now instead of kicks, it looks like a fish is swimming underneath my stomach skin.

Belly Button: Officially out. And maybe someone should tell 17 yr. olds that belly button rings cause scar tissue, which doesn't stretch when you're pregnant. So, now the only stretch marks I have on my stomach are from my stupid ring hole. It's still hot, though.

What I Miss: Not having contractions. I'm having non-threatening contractions about 4 times an hour, round the clock. It's weird feeling like your stomach is literally housing a keg: gigantic and hard as steel. And, you can creepy-style see the shape of the baby bodies every time. It is freaky.

What I Am Looking Forward To: We scheduled my c-section today, and it falls on my late father's birthday, so that's pretty neat. April 9th is go time.

Weekly Wisdom: Don't tell a pregnant lady she can't wear leggings to work. My boss should feel thankful that all of my parts are even covered. I only fit in tent-wear now, and there's no way to pull those off without leggings.

Milestones: I'm officially in the third trimester. Nine weeks to go!

Book Shower

I had my first shower last night! This shower was given by the English teachers I work with. In true English teacher style, they threw me a book shower.

I even had a literature themed cake--love it!

And now check out the girls' book shelf. They are already so spoiled.