Post Partum Recovery

My little squishes are 3 weeks old!  How is that possible?

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That means I gave birth 3 weeks ago.  So how am I doing?  Pretty freaking great!  The actual recovery from the surgery was a little rough for the first few days.  The best advice I received in the hospital was to stay on top of the pain meds.  It made a huge difference.  I tried to be superwoman and tell them I didn’t need them.  But I got a little lecture from my OB on how much faster my body would heal if I gave it a chance.

My incision has healed nicely.  I’m gonna have a little scar around my bikini line but my bikini-wearing days are far behind me so I’m not too worried.  The steri strips have started to fall off and I think they should be gone by the end of the week.

I gained 38 lbs during my pregnancy.  As of this morning, I’ve lost 37 of those lbs.  Thank you, breastfeeding.  I still have another 10 lbs of pre-preggo, fertility treatment weight to lose and I’m hoping once I’m allowed to be more active, that will take care of itself.  I’m really looking forward to exercising again…surprisingly.  I may have dropped the pounds but everything is very soft and flabby.  My belly feels like a deflated beach ball.  It’s really weird.

I haven’t dealt with too much post partum depression, and I’m super thankful for that. I do have moments of spontaneous tears but they’re definitely happy ones.  These two littles are too much for my heart to take sometimes.

no make-up and uber tired…but it’s the best kind of exhausted.


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From what I had read, post partum bleeding is like the heaviest period of your life.  I’m not sure if it’s because I had a c-section or I’ve just always had light periods but it wasn’t really too bad after the first 2 days.  What it is…is loooong.  I’m still having bouts of spotting and full on bleeding.  It’s tapering off but wow.  It’s annoying.

I will say…maxipads have come a long way!  Holy geez.  I haven’t really worn pads since junior high school.  I was pleasantly surprised that they no longer resemble adult diapers.  They now are composed of super absorbent foam that can hold like 17 gallons of fluid.  Buy the Always Infinity pads.  You’re welcome.

I had also read that the first time you poop after birth is just as traumatic at the birth itself.  It’s not…it’s worse.  After 9 long days of taking colace and milk of magnesia as often as allowed, my body finally cooperated.  My bathroom looked like a crime scene.  And the 2 times (yes, you read that right…2 times) I’ve managed to go since then haven’t been much better.  I know…drink more water, eat more fiber, prune juice, flax seeds, coffee, take some Miralax.  Spare me, doesn’t help.

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So, overall…I feel pretty much like my old self.  My body has completely amazed me during this whole process.  First it grew these beautiful babies and then it snapped back to shape pretty quickly to allow me to care for them.

It’s basically been the best 3 weeks…ever


Our Birth Story

I’m sorry, yet thrilled, to say that our Birth Story is pretty boring.  I guess it was just the overall theme of my pregnancy.  I am certainly not complaining!

I was pretty against posting bare bellied pictures of myself online. But the massive girth of my bump was too damn impressive to keep all to myself!

38 weeks, 1 day of cooking these Beans.  And my belly button never popped out!  But my skin was screaming for mercy.

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Our c-section was scheduled for Thursday 4/30 at 11:00.  We were to report to Labor & Delivery at 8:30 for pre-op bloodwork, paperwork and general settling in.  Shockingly, I managed to sleep pretty well.  My last night of uninterrupted sleep for a looooong time.  I think my body knew it needed to rest.

We were smart enough (actually, Jerry’s Mom was smart enough) to take one last preggo picture before we left. Today we become Mom & Dad!


Of course we hit traffic on the way to the hospital.  There was an accident on the highway that forced Jerry to take a rather inventive detour.  We were only 10 minutes late checking into L&D.

They didn’t waste any time taking us back to pre-op.  It was a big open room with 4 bays and we could hear a Mom cuddling her brand new baby right across from us. At one point the baby cried and Jerry and I just looked at each other and teared up.  That would be us soon!

We had two nurses assigned to our care and they were both fantastic.  They took my blood pressure, temperature and other vitals, along with 87 tubes of blood.  I changed into my pretty little gown and we patiently waited our turn.  The Anesthesia team stopped by to explain the spinal and my doctor stopped by to check in with us and within no time at all, it was time to head back to the OR.

I had been warned there would be a lot of people in the OR and they weren’t lying!  Holy geez.  My doctor, 2 OB residents, the Anesthesiologist plus 2 residents, a nurse anesthetist, my 2 nurses, 2 nurses for the babies, 2 pediatricians and the NICU team.  All for our little Beans!

**  So, I guess I should mention that while I was really excited, I was never really nervous.  Which is not like me at all!  I felt very calm and really trusted my doctors and hospital team.  I’m convinced that having a relaxed attitude really lead to an excellent birth experience for me.

They administered my spinal and seriously, it was no big deal.  The nurse anesthetist stood in front of me and talked to me the whole time.  I was instructed to round out my back (which wasn’t all that easy with my enormous belly!) and try to relax.  I felt a little pinch in my back (less painful than having blood drawn) and then nothing.  They had me lay down and got me all situated with a curtain in front of me so I couldn’t see anything.

I think the thing I was dreading the most was the catheter.  Really?!  I wasn’t nervous about being sliced open but I was scared of the catheter?!  I’m so weird.  Anyway, it was also no big deal.  I didn’t feel anything. And the next thing I knew, they went to get Jerry.  It was go time!

There were a lot of people distracting me.  I was thankful for Jerry and the nurse talking to me a lot.  We talked about baby names and guessed how big they’d be.  And then I heard “Here is Baby A!” and Fynnlee let out a huge cry.  They announced the time (11:46 am) and Jerry and I just listened to her scream.  It was the best sound I had ever heard.  Lots of tears from me too…she was here.  “Here is Baby B!”…more crying from Greyson at 11:47 am.  And just like that…in 2 minutes, we had our family.  Jerry left me for a few minutes to go check them out.  I found out Fynnlee weighed 6lbs 7oz and was 19.5 inches long.  Her APGAR scores were 8 and 9.  Greyson was 5lbs 4oz and was 17 inches long.  His APGAR scores also looked great at 8 and 9.  We had two big healthy babies and my heart burst into a million pieces.

The nurse informed me they looked so good that the NICU team and the pediatrician left the OR.  And then they brought them over to meet me.  Our first family portrait!


It seemed like no time at all and they were finished stitching me up.  Things got a little fuzzy when they wheeled me back to recovery so I don’t have too many details.  But I do remember the nurse bringing them into our bay and I finally got a really good look at them.  They were the most perfect, beautiful babies I had ever seen.  Greyson Paul on the left and Fynnlee Ann on the right.


They did so tests on them and we discovered that Greyson’s blood sugar was a low.  It needs to be at 40 and it was 34.  The “stork nurse” picked him up and said “You have 10 minutes to try and feed him to get his blood sugar up or he’s going to the NICU”.

“But I don’t know what the hell I’m doing…and neither does he.”


Needless to say, Greyson failed to latch and get any sort of nurishment, so off he went to the NICU.  I knew he was in the best hands but I was pretty upset.

He ended up staying in the NICU for 48 hours.  His blood sugar kept dropping and they couldn’t regulate his temperature.  I was hooked up to an IV and a cathetar, so Jerry went to the NICU every 3 hours to feed and cuddle with him while I hung out in the room with Fynnlee.


He finally joined his family on Saturday afternoon and I can’t even put into words how good it felt to have us all together.  I spent a good part of the day snuggling with my love bug.

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We were really ready to go home Sunday morning.  As soon as the nurse came in to take my vitals at 7:00am, I started suggesting an early release (they usually release patients starting at 11 am).  She pushed our paperwork through and we got our little babies ready to take their first car ride.


Home sweet home…and time for the real fun to begin!


Life with Greyson and Fynnlee – 2 Weeks

My babies are 2 weeks old!  And they are 10000000 times more amazing than I ever thought they would be.


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I’m working on a post for our birth story and my post partum recovery, but I wanted to try and keep this little diary current.  So I’m going to start out with our first two weeks.


Greyson was given Newborn formula in the NICU and he had 48 hours practicing eating out of a bottle.  I was able to pretty much exclusively breastfeed Fynnlee for our entire stay at the hospital, however, my milk didn’t come in until the 4th day. By the time we were discharged, she had lost 10% of her body weight.  We were fully prepared to supplement her with formula but once my milk came in…it came IN.  Like whoa.  I’ll talk a little more about it in my post partum update but I’m definitely not having any problems providing enough breast milk for 2 babies.

Fynn nurses like a champ.  She will take a bottle like a champ too and we haven’t had a lot of trouble with nipple confusion.

Greyson is a lazy eater.  He’ll nurse with a nipple shield but he never empties me out and a lot of time I end up supplementing him with an ounce or 2 of pumped milk.

We’re really still trying to find our breast feeding groove and I’m trying to remain pretty relaxed about it.  I’m having some Mommy guilt in that Fynnlee is nursed 75% of the time and Greyson about 15%.  I don’t want to miss out on the bonding aspect of nursing with him so that makes me kind of sad.  We keep working at it but it’s just easier and more efficient to feed him bottles most of the time.  I guess I should be focusing more on the fact that they are both getting breast milk exclusively (at least for now) and are really healthy.

We had a follow-up visit with our pediatrician and 4 days after our discharge from the hospital, both babies are back up to their birth weight.  So we’re doing something right!


Like most newborns, these Beans have their days and nights mixed up.  During the day, they sleep A LOT.  They snooze for a stretch of up to 3 hours and then we eat, and play a little if they don’t end up in a milk coma immediately.  I know this is all imperative for their little bodies to grow so I’m not complaining.

We have the babies in our room at the moment in Rock n plays so we can be close if they cry.  That first night was out of control.  Jerry and I probably slept for an hour, total.  We’d get one baby to sleep and the other would start to cry.  I’d feed, he’d change a diaper, I’d pump, he’d rock and console.  At one point we were both pacing around the room with a fussy baby and we just looked at each other and laughed.  Nothing else we could do!  Things got a little better after that night.  We are finding a groove and figuring out what works for each baby.

Fynnlee is a great nurser…and if she’s nursed for a good 30 minutes, she’s a good sleeper.  Mr. Greyson is a bit tougher.  He’s not eating more than 1-1.5 oz at a time and therefore isn’t sleeping as well.  He’ll fuss for an hour or two and if he does fall asleep, he’ll scream bloody murder if you try and put him down.  We have some kinks to work out with this little guy.


Eat, sleep…and poop. The three things that make up the majority of a newborn’s time.  We’re racking up 10-12 diaper changes per baby per day.  Thank goodness we thought to stockpile diapers before these babes were born!   Pampers Swaddlers are all we’ve used thus far and (knock on wood)…zero blowouts or leaks.  And I’d like to note that Jerry has changed about 2938 diapers thus far and has yet to wear a pair of gloves.  Hate to say I told you so….

Favorite Things

Zip Front sleepers – Forget onsies.  Forget the snap-up sleepers.  For the first 2 weeks, these Beans have lived in zip front sleepers.  Our favorite are the Circo ones from Target as they run on the small side and are perfect for Greyson.  Carter’s make some good ones as well.  Snaps = bad…zippers = good.

FYI…Gerber brand – way too big.  But how cute is my little nugget?


Boppy Pillows – there is a reason these are on everyone’s must have list.  I don’t really use them for breastfeeding but the babies sleep in them all day long.  I know a lot of people swear by the Boppy Newborn loungers but I don’t really think they are needed.  I just throw a blanket over the Boppy and they work like the loungers.


Aden & Anais swaddle blankets – these really are as great as everyone says.  They’re soft, lightweight and give a little girth to my little babes, making it easier to snuggle them.

24 hour old Fynnlee snug as a bug in her A&A swaddle.


Basics Nursing Cami – These are amazing!  They are so comfortable and have great support.  My belly is like a bowl full of jelly right now and they hold everything in nice and snug without making me feel like I can’t breathe.


I thought I was head over heels for my husband before these Beans came along.  But watching him with our littles takes it to a whole other level.  He is already proving to be an amazing father and I couldn’t ask for a better partner.

Melt my heart… she already has him wrapped around her little finger.


My boys.


He is so good about getting up with the babies at night and giving me a little break.  And I try to repay the favor as much as possible as he’s back to work already.

Jerry and I are already proving to be a pretty kick ass team. We balance each other out and keep everything in perspective.  I’m really proud of us for being pretty chill parents thus far and not getting stressed out about much.  Let’s hope that trend can continue!

Life is Good

What did I ever do before these two came along?  I can’t even remember.  I don’t want to.


I can’t wait to watch them grow up together.


My sweet, sweet Greyson.


And my spunky little Fynnlee.


You make me better in every way.  I’m so proud to be your Mom.



Our two perfect little Beans, Greyson Paul and Fynnlee Ann. 


Fynn arrived first at 11:46 am. She weighed 6lbs 7oz and is 19.5 inches long. Greyson entered the world a minute later was 5 lbs 4oz and 17 inches long. 

Our little G man is currently in the NICU due to some issues with regulating his temperature.  We hope to get him released by tomorrow as he’s doing really well. Fynn is in the room with us and we’re just soaking up every minute with her. 

Life is good! I hope to have more pictures within the next few days. We are very blessed and this Mom gig is already proving to be better than I ever thought it could be. 

38 Weeks Pregnant with Twins

Our last weekly update!  Jerry and I will finally be meeting our babies tomorrow.   I’ve had these precious little Beans all to myself for 38 weeks.  It’s time to share them with the world. Oh. My. Goodness. Someone pinch me!

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Your little one isn’t quite so little anymore, weighing close to seven pounds and measuring nearly 21 inches long. Only two more weeks (or plus two more, max) before your baby makes his or her appearance!

Baby’s Preparing for Birth
At 38 weeks pregnant, all systems are almost go! As you prepare for baby’s ETA, he or she is also getting ready, big time. Vernix and lanugo continue to shed from your baby’s body into the amniotic fluid. Your baby swallows that amniotic fluid and some of it winds up in his or her intestines where it — along with other shed cells, bile and other waste products (triple yum) — will turn into your baby’s first bowel movement (meconium) and perhaps your first diaper change. His lungs continue to mature and produce more and more surfactant, a substance that prevents the air sacs in his lungs from sticking to one another once he starts to breathe. Most other changes this week are small but important: He’s continuing to add fat and fine-tuning his brain and nervous system (so he can deal with all the stimulation that awaits him once he makes his entrance into the world).

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Look at me!  Mixing it up for my last bumpdate.  Truth be told….I don’t fit into much at the moment.


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Big Beans = dumb ultrasound

It’s awesome that they’ve gotten big (her best estimate is around 6 lbs each) but they’re so squished in there that it was hard to see anything.  We did get some good heartbeats. They were practicing breathing and swallowing and there was lots of wiggling going on.

The biggest development is that Butterbean has flopped himself from a Vertex position (head down) to more of a Transverse presentation (sideways).  So there is a concern that if we attempt a natural delivery, once Lima bean comes out, Butterbean could stay transverse or flip to Breech (feet/butt first).  Which could lead to the double whammy of both a natural delivery and a c-section.

We had a long conversation with our doctor and I made it perfectly clear that I did not have any expectations of how these kids are born.  I want them safe, bottom line.  So we agreed on a c-section for on Thursday, 4/30.  I’m 100% ok with this decision.

How I’m feeling

Uncomfortable.  That’s all I can say.  I’m just uncomfortable all around. I have basically all of the same complaints as the last few weeks but none of them are horrible.

I have had lots of random contractions but nothing with a definite beginning or end.  Sometimes one will last 5 or 6 minutes.  They’re not really painful…I might never feel an actual contraction.  That’s fine by me!  Still getting really crampy. And my feet are all swollen again.

I’ll have a whole new set of complaints starting tomorrow!


They don’t move a ton but they’re movements have really changed.  For starters, Butterbean keeps getting hiccups!  Neither baby has really had any the entire pregnancy but it’s a daily occurrence this week.  And Lima bean’s movements are really slow but super strong.  These two are ready to stretch their limbs!

Random Thoughts/Observations/Stuff

*  Tomorrow, Jerry and I will go from husband and wife, to Mom and Dad.  I can’t even wrap my head around that.  We’ve waited for 3 1/2 years for these little Beans.  I love them so much already…I can’t imagine how I’ll feel about them once they’re here.

*  Who wants to wager on how much sleep I’ll get tonight?  I’ll consider myself lucky if I get 3 hours.

*  Thanks to everyone for all of the support and sweet comments over the last 9 months.  I’ll try and post an update on our little family as soon as I can.  In the meantime, you can always follow me on Instagram…it’s a little easier to navigate from the hospital.

37 Weeks Pregnant with Twins

Yep, still here. Still Pregnant.  But we made it to full term!  Holy geez, that’s insane!

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Baby Is Full-Term 
Congratulations! At 37 weeks pregnant, you’ve got what is officially considered a full-term baby, even with three weeks to go. That means if your baby was to leave the wet nest this week, he or she would likely thrive. But it doesn’t mean he’s finished growing — in fact, he’s still packing on about a half an ounce per day or half a pound a week. At this age, the average fetus weighs about 6.5 pounds — boys, though, are likely to be heavier at birth than girls. And here’s a bit of boy baby trivia to back that one up: Moms carrying boys tend to eat more than moms carrying girls (a foreshadowing of teenage refrigerator raids to come). That makes it a little crowded in your uterus, so he’s probably not kicking as much, though he’s probably stretching, rolling a bit and wiggling (all of which you’ll be able to feel!).

Practicing for Birth
So what’s keeping your little one busy while waiting it out until D-day? Practice, practice, practice. Right now, your little superstar is busy rehearsing for his big debut, simulating breathing by inhaling and exhaling amniotic fluid, sucking on his or her thumb, blinking and pivoting from side to side (one day you feel the tushy on the left side, another day it has swung around to the right side).

Baby’s Head Is Huge!
Here’s an interesting fact: Your baby’s head (which, by the way, is still growing) will, at birth, be the same size circumference as his or her hips, abdomen and shoulders. And guess what’s making an impression (literally) these days on those shoulders and hips: fat — causing little dimples in those cute elbows and knees, shoulders and hip and creases and folds in the neck and wrists.

The bump – 37w1d

Oooooofffffa!  That’s a big ole belly!  And a picture with my self timer so I look much bigger than I really am.



NST – 37w0d (written in real time)

Our appointment was grrrrrrrreat!  So great.

Ok, so my blood pressure was a little high…134/82.  And Butterbean wouldn’t wake up so they had to use the baby tazer on him (it’s just a little thingy that vibrates and jostles the baby so they wake up a bit).


But the babies look fantastic.  And apparently I’ve been having contractions!  Show of hands…who is shocked I had no clue?  Yeah, crickets.  I had a couple that showed up on the monitor while I was there.  The nurse asked if I felt the tightening and it’s what I’ve been feeling over the last week.  I’ve been referring to the sensation to the “babies pushing on me”.  It feels like they’re both pushing their butts out as hard as they can…it’s super uncomfortable, but not painful.  And it’s accompanied by cramping but I’ve been having cramps for 2 weeks now.  It’s nothing to get all worked up over because random contractions can go on for days.

But we also met with our MFM doctor. She questioned my BP and I told her that was pretty good for me lately.  She asked what the plan was and Jerry and I just shrugged.  I told her our OB wanted them to cook for a while and she replied that her cut off is 38 weeks.  We’re going to see how my BP is tomorrow at my OB appt and she was going to call the office and let them know she’s fine signing off on an induction should I need it.  I told her we had an ultrasound scheduled for Monday, 4/27 and she just laughed and gave a sarcastic “Ok…”.  It didn’t appear she thought I would make it that long.  But she also thought I would deliver @ 35-36 weeks so who knows!

So little Jenny Control Freak has an end point!  Man, I feel 10000 times better when I have a plan in place.  I will be 38 weeks on 4/29.  If these beans don’t show up by then, they’ll induce me based on the hospital intake and doctor availability.  Which means….we’ll definitely have babies by next weekend!  Sweet!

Doctor’s appt – 37w1d (written in real time)

Weight gain – +39 lbs.  1st BP 154/90  2nd BP 132/70

My initial blood pressure reading was not good.  I came pretty close to another trip to L&D for more monitoring. But they had me lay on my left side for a few minutes and it came down.  Whew!  They did a quick listen to the heartbeats and they were nice and strong.

Guess how far I’m dilated?!?!  Zero centimeters.  Whomp Whomp.  (Btw, cervical checks suck.  Not the actual check but the 2 hours of cramping afterwards.  Not a fan.)    So basically nothing is going on in Babyland.

We scheduled my induction for 38 weeks, exactly.  At 11:59 pm on 4/29, we’ll report to L&D & get this party started. Hallelujah!  Yeah, I know…I could go into labor on my own before then…yada, yada, yada.  Let’s not get our hopes up.  These Beans are pretty comfy right where they are and there is no way they’re coming out on their own. Mother’s intuition.

How I’m feeling

Dare I say…I’m feeling pretty good?!?!  And I’m not lying!

My swelling has gone down considerably.  I’m not as achy. My back feels a little better and my joints aren’t as stiff.

I do have a giant belly that weighs 493 lbs.  I’ve been having lots of Braxton Hicks contractions and some annoying heartburn.  Pelvic pressure has been increasing…kind feels like I’ve been kicked in the crotch with a steel toed boot.  The cramps come and go, sometimes bad but not terrible overall.

But compared to how I felt over the last 2-3 weeks, this is fabulous!


I want donuts.  That is all.


Still all over the place.  Happy, sad, grouchy, weepy, frustrated, giggly, overwhelmed…you name it, I got it. Hopefully if you interact with me, you catch me on an upswing.

Random Thoughts/Observations/Stuff

*  I’ve been binge watching a crapton of TV from Netflix.  Jerry and I just finished the first season of Bloodlines (definitely recommended) and now we’re getting sucked into Damages.  I’m also watching Parenthood when he’s not around.  Too sappy for him at the moment (I cry during every episode so I get it. I love those damn Bravermans!).

*  I’m surprisingly not too sad about having to be induced.  I feel Jerry and I have a few precious days left as a family of 2 (3 if you count Jacob) and I intend on savoring every minute.  Don’t get me wrong…I am so excited to meet our babies.  If you see me tearing up, it’s probably because that’s what I’m thinking about.  But our world is about to get rocked in the best possible way.  So we need to tear it up before they arrive!  And by “tear it up”…I mean sleep and watch movies and be lazy.

*  Less than a week and we will meet our babies!  Wow.

36 Weeks Pregnant with Twins

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Forget your aching back (and everything else!) by trying to focus on your baby, who is now about six pounds and 20 inches long. Growth will experience a slowdown now, both so your baby will be able to fit the narrow passageway to the outside and also so he or she can store up all the energy needed for delivery.

Fetal Skull and Bones
At 36 weeks pregnant, the skull bones are also not fused together yet so that the head can easily (well, relatively easily) maneuver through the birth canal. And your baby’s skull isn’t the only soft structure in his or her little body. Most of your baby’s bones and cartilage are quite soft as well (they’ll harden over the first few years of life) — allowing for an easier journey as your baby squeezes through the birth canal at delivery.

Baby’s Digestion Still Needs to Catch Up
By now, many of your baby’s systems are pretty mature, at least in baby terms — and just about ready for life on the outside. Blood circulation, for instance, has been perfected and your baby’s immune system has matured enough to protect him or her from infections outside the womb. Other systems, however, still need a few finishing touches. Once such notable example: digestion — which actually won’t be fully mature until sometime after birth. Why’s that? Inside his or her little gestational cocoon, your baby has relied on the umbilical cord for nutrition, meaning that the digestive system — though developed — hasn’t been operational. So your baby will take the first year or two to bring that system up to speed.

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Holy geez…look at this thing.


Some rare bare belly shots…belly button is hanging on by a thread.



NST – 36w0d

These appointments really are uneventful.  Which is great!  The exciting news is my blood pressure was 120/72.  Apparently my body likes working from home.  The babies looked great.  Strong heartbeats and moving around like little ninjas.

Doctor’s appointment 36w2d

Total Weight Gain – +38 lbs (yep, lost a few lbs).  1st BP 128\90  2nd BP  134\94  Trace positive for protein

Babies sound great on the Doppler.  And I had my first cervical check.  Nothing going on in there.  Nada.  These Beans are staying put forever.

What happens when you brag about your awesome blood pressure from your NST appointment?  You earn another trip to Labor & Delivery!

Funny…this was the best I felt all week.  But the doctor didn’t like way my BP looked, combined with the trace positive reading on my urine protein.  And the puffy, Mama June face I was apparently sporting, sealed the deal for me.

Same thing as last time.  They hooked me up to monitors, took some blood and got a BP reading every 15 minutes.  Of course my BP calmed down (even dipping to 96/68 right after my blood draw) but the blood work & urine culture came back weakly positive for protein.  It’s not at any alarming levels but was high enough to win me this coveted prize:


That ain’t OJ, boys and girls.  That would be a jug to collect my urine for 24 hours.  They want to get a better reading on the protein and this is the best way to do it.  YAY!

How I’m feeling

I’m at a whole new level of miserable.  This week I hit a brick wall.  Remember that girl who looooooved being pregnant?  Well she’s been squished by 93 lbs of babies that are super comfy in her uterus and have no intention on coming out.  Ever.  I try to keep reminding myself that I’ve had an amazingly, wonderfully easy pregnancy.  But those glory days are a distant memory at this point.

I’m achy, sore, beaten, bruised and exhausted.  Whaaaaaa!  Let’s complain with some bullet points for clarity.

*  I complained about my knees before. Oh to go back to that level of pain would be a dream.  I know how Nancy Kerrigan felt.

*  If I stand for more than 2 minutes, my feet and ankles look like a busted can of biscuits. Swelling is out of control.  Pregnancy is sexy, eh?


*  My back is all jacked up.  Mostly between my shoulder blades but a bit of mid/lower back pain shows up now and then.

* Cramps continue pretty much all day.  It’s like a combo of menstrual cramps and gas pains. All along my lower belly, pelvis and down my legs.

* Braxton Hicks all day.  Pretty much any time I stand and move around a lot.  I took Jacob on a 15 minute walk and the whole thing was one big contraction.

*  My bones ache.  In particular my femurs.  And my hips.  And my phalanges (that would be the bones of the hands and feet)

*  These Beans have dropped a ton.  They are super low and I’m having a ton of pelvic pressure.  When I sit down to pee, it feels like they’re gonna fall out.  Yes, I know that can’t really happen (well, actually, it can…but it won’t with me.)

*  Carpal tunnel sucks.  My right hand is really bad with 3 fingers that never have any feeling.  I can’t really make a fist, between the pain and the swelling.  And my left thumb has zero strength…I can’t even pull off my socks!

But the babies are doing great…and that’s the most important hing. Making it past 36 weeks with twins is pretty kick ass.  I kinda feel like a rockstar.  An old, crusty, beat up Mick Jagger.  That’s me.


I’m GROUCHY of epic proportions.  I apologized to Jerry for being such a pill and he said I’ve been “just fine”…which I appreciate because I feel really bad that I’m a crankypants.  He’s a peach.  I’m just pretty moody overall…kind of like a Dr. Jekyll and Jenny Hyde.


Sleep is so stupid right now. I’ve taken Unisom a couple of times and it helps me make it through the night.  But it’s crappy sleep where I wake up every hour and don’t feel like I ever really hit a deep slumber.  And I’m exhausted all day long.

Random Thoughts/Observations/Stuff

*  I have all of my remaining doctors appointments scheduled.  I have ONE NST, ONE ob checkup and ONE more ultrasound. Hopefully.  Please cooperate, Beans.  I’d really like to bust you out before May.

*  Look what Jerry bought me for my birthday / push present!


a) how did even know what a “push present” was? b) I kinda thought the “push present” would be our babies.  Doesn’t matter…I love it!  And I can’t wait to start practicing with two teeny little models.

*  Trying to keep my eye on the prize.