32 weeks has felt so far away for so long that I can hardly believe it’s here. It’s been the goal I’ve been reaching for. The point I felt the babies had a shot at being reasonably healthy. Now that it’s here I think I’ve crossed the line between hoping for more time and just being really, really done.
I know I really need to get a few more weeks in. 35-36 weeks would be ideal. I’ve never gone past 38 weeks with one baby though and I typically deliver by 37 weeks so right now I am bigger than I have been in any other pregnancy and I didn’t think it was possible to be this uncomfortable.
Ignore my horrible picture with the weird shadow. My hair wasn’t even brushed yet but at this point in the game I’m going to call it a win that I even took a picture.
How I’m Feeling Physically
I’ve had several friend have twins in recent years and they tried to warn me how bad it was going to get at the end. I am really not a fan of the end of pregnancy anyway so I knew I wouldn’t be the most patient person when I got to this point but I had no idea how different I would feel. Everything on me hurts. Everything. Even laying on the couch, pillows propped everywhere they can go, I feel like my rib cage is splitting open and I have horrible nerve pain in my stomach and legs.
I’m trying to remember back several years to the time just after our 4th son died. I would have done anything to have been pregnant then. I’m hoping those feelings of emptiness will make this overly ripe feeling more tolerable but I’m finding that I have a very short term memory.
At my 30 week perinatologist appointment my cervix had gone down to 1.1. That’s shorter than the 1.8 that made them freak out and try and admit me to the hospital. Last week at the OB’s office it looked about the same but since I’ve hit that magical 32 week mark they no longer really care. Talk of giving me a second round of steroids has fizzled out and they figure if I go into labor they’ll do their best to stop it still but if I deliver in the near future the babies should be fairly healthy.
It’s not looking likely that I’m going to hit that 45 pound weight gain they wanted me to aim for. I’m finally up a few more pounds but that puts the grand total at only about 22 pounds — less than it has been with some of my singletons. Babies seem to be growing well though — at last check they were about 4 pounds each. If they keep growing like that they’ll weigh more than my oldest son did who was less than 5 pounds when we left the hospital.
How I’m Preparing for Twins
Considering the fact that I can hardly move at this point, I’m not doing much. It’s ironic to me that my doctors have finally relaxed a bit on bed rest orders right at the point where I’m too miserable to get up off the couch anyway. I finally pulled out my daughter’s old newborn clothes. I’m a bit of a minimalist when it comes to baby stuff so I thought it looked like plenty of clothes. My husband took one look at my little pile of clothes and laughed at me. I kind of figure if I end up needing more clothes (or preemie sizes like my husband thinks we will) I can send someone to the store while I’m in the hospital or as we need them after we get home.
I did finally track down a newborn photographer. Since we’ve moved I can’t go to my old standbys so I’m trying someone new and keeping my fingers crossed that we get some great pictures.
I’ve decided all the details can wait until I have family in to help me or until after the babies are born. At the moment, it’s all I can do to get through each day without breaking down into a crying mess because I’m so uncomfortable.
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