Hey ya'll feels like it's been ages since I've made a blog post. I've been unbelievably busy at work so I get home and drop. Still have morning sickness, still tired 24/7, still pregnant . . . with twins. I still don't think it has hit either Mike or myself yet. Probably when I'm pushing Baby B out of my hoohoo it will hit.
We still haven't told many people we're expecting. Only close family. It was SOO funny telling my mom. We gave her a frame that had the ultrasound picture in it labeled "baby a" and "baby b". She got the fact that it was an ultrasound but we had to point out that there were TWO babies. Then she was extactic. I didn't think she was going to react. I didn't think she was going to be as happy and excited as she is ... or it just hasn't hit her yet.
To tell Mike's parents we took a picture of me putting two buns in our oven and framed it. When we gave it to them his mother got it RIGHT away and way speechless but his father was a bit slow that night and had to have it explained to him. It was hilarious and both are thrilled for us!
I'm starting to get used to the idea of having a baby (don't push it on two yet). I like the fact that some little person is going to be depending on me... I think.
Anyway gotta go feed these two little gremlins!
Lauren, Mike, Bonnie and Clyde
No matter what we do we are going to be terrible moms! If we breastfeed our boobs will sag but if we formula feed we'll be depriving them of nutrients. If we co-sleep we'll smother them if we don't co-sleep we won't feel "as connected" to them. If spank them it's child abuse if we don't they aren't disaplined. If we vaccinate they'll have autism if we don't they'll get sick. If we don't feed them organic food they'll grow an extra head.
We are all going to be terrible, horibble, no good, very bad, moms...
We've picked names! Baby girl will be Bonnie Baby boy will be Clyde. Don't like them? DEAL WITH IT!
Sorry I've been MIA the past couple days. I've been in the middle of a crohn's attack. If you don't know what crohn's disease is google it. I'm too tired to explain.
I was diagnosed with this devil of a disease when I was 19 and I still don't have a full grasp on how to manage it. When an attack hits it's like being punched in the stomach repeatedly. Basically you're out of comittion for a week or more. An attack can be caused by not wating the proper foods or stress. AHA! Stress! Not like I haven't had enough of that lately right?!
Anyway, still pregnant, still sick, still in shock. Hope ya'll are feeling better than I am!
Of course, I get the funny one.
Yesterday, Mike and I went to see a perinatologist who specializes in mulitple baby pregnancies. We got there she asked us about how our pregnancy was going. Let me correct her - It's not our pregnancy it's mine. Mike does not have to deal with the all-day sickness, heartburn, fatique, swollen ankles, constant need to pee, constant want to poop (seeing that I haven't since god knows when), migraines etc. Next, she wanted to know about my family history so I spilled the beans and told her my mom has a twin sister who we have no idea if they are monozygotic (identical and yes I know I can use big words!) or dyzogotic (fraternal). Then, she tried to get a little history about Mike but not the easiest thing to do when he was adopted and knows absolutely nothig about his birth parents (and frankly doesn't want to know either).
Next, was the ultrasound and this is where she decided to become a comedian. So she puts the wand on my belly and say "Oh I see three babies" my thoughts "You have got to be shitting me" I say out loud "Are you sure?" She answers "I'm just joking there's only two babies." ...ha...ha...ha
REALLY?!?!?! Does the realize that is not funny?! So after about ten seconds I realize she was shitting me and that was not a very nice joke. After bringing Mike back from his coma-shock-like-state she told us that she's 80% sure baby b is a boy and baby b is a girl. That's perfect, one pregnancy, two babies, a boy and a girl p-e-r-f-e-c-t. We're d-o-n-e done! Mike will get his snip a week after babies are born if that's the case.
So all and all good appointment other than my humorous perinatologist!
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