Whoo hoo 7 more weeks to go until the they arrive!
All is going well at last scan they are both over 3.3lbs a good weight I’m told, and have both flipped to breach position.
Not that it really matters as I’m having an elected c-section with them anyway.
I’m feeling excited and have started to pack my hospital bag deciding on taking one huge suitcase that will house all our bits.
My fatigue and pains have gone up a notch this week where by I’ve had a few days this week spent mainly in bed asleep during the day. I’m attributing this to the babies having a growth spurt as my iron levels are still fine.
I also had a few days whilst prepping the Big Girls for the school run of scary breathlessness and my eye sight Becoming blurry. Midwifes seemed to think it was down to fatigue and doing to much. Hence me then spending most of those days in bed asleep.
My appetite has strangely disappeared as with the Big Girl pregnancies I was eating like there was a bottomless pit in 3rd Trimester, with the twins I’m having to remind myself to eat. Very odd for me.
We had a special Twin & Multiple dedicated Anti-Natal class at the weekend at our chosen birth hospital which was extremely informative covering many aspects of Twin births from how they could sleep sharing a cot together to how Twins are more likely to arrive Pre-Term and the many different scenarios of care involved if that case did occur.
A midwife who was a Twin Mother herself took the class and had invited a guest from our local Multiples Baby & Toddler Club (for life after Twin arrival) was kind enough to bring in one of her twin children (the other refused to come).
She was wonderfully informative on life after Twin arrival and spoke of her own coping strategies if tandem breast feeding (yikes!) and how to cope with having an older child to look after too.
Speaking to her gave me comfort and inspiration in knowing that others had walked this path and had survived. And if they could, so could I.
Not sure if this photo does my bump justice, but its big!
Today was scan day and the babies are both over 3lbs, hurrah! I’m so pleased they are growing well as they should.
I have started to have some painful Braxton Hicks in my back and across tummy but I know it’s all fine as I have no other early labour symptoms.
I’m not anaemic which is good but I do get breathless easily and have lost my appetite quite a bit but have been reassured that this is all down to the babies squishing up my insides.
Oh and the naughty little monkeys are now both breech!
Not sure if that matters as they shall both be coming out the sunroof way…
8 weeks left to go…
Taken on a shopping trip at Mothercare.
I am bursting out of all of the maternity clothes I have. Some are tight and most show the bottom of my pregnant belly. Never an attractive look I think…
Anyway decided to buy a few bits that I hope will last the remaining 9 weeks of pregnancy and that I can hopefully wear after the babies are here too.
So that’s right folks you read correctly, we are now on single figure count down: 9 Weeks left!
I’m now broody thinking of all the lovely new born cuddles and kisses I’m going to give my babies.
I have sourced a local knitter who will make me some beautiful baby cardigans.
Next week I’m due another growth scan and shall be insisting on some pics to show you all.
Isn’t she beautiful?
However do not let that cute little face dupe you into a false sense of security.
There are days where I swear she is the devil reincarnated.
I know tantrums and power struggles are all par course of this age and yes I know it’s just a ‘phase’ but damn it she’s hard work at the minute.
P wants to take her time doing things, do things her own way or not do them at all!
Like going to the toilet. She needs to go. I know it and she knows it. She’s doing the infamous ‘wee wee dance’ so why oh why does she refuse to go??
And cue wee accident…
My youngest daughter is amazing.
I love the way she knows her own mind is growing in personality and strength of own mind day by day.
Just sometimes mind, she needs to know her place. And that be where I tell her!!
Chip off the old block hey?
So we have hit the 10 week ‘left’ mark, hurrah!!
I finally feel that I actually have babies in me who in 10 weeks I shall see and hold instead of feeling like I’m on some endless painful rollercoaster ride.
28 week growth scan went well yesterday. They are each lying transverse in opposite directions giving explanation to why I feel scrapes against my pelvis bones and boney bits sticking out where they do.
The top baby definitely feels more active than the bottom baby and I wonder if this is a warning that this baby will be the dominate one (am I wrong to start labelling them already?).
Oh and guesstimated weights are Twin A is 2.8lbs and Twin B is 2.5lbs.
Such a relief that they are doing well. My consultant thinks that they could reach 7lb if they go all the way. Ekkk!!
To give you some idea of how big the bump is at 28 weeks it’s measuring as 36 week bump would.
28 Weeks with Twins and already bursting out of maternity clothes
No Scan pic today Sonographer felt she was unable to take anything decent due to their position at the time and I became increasingly uncomfortable on my back sqweeked a feeble ‘ok’.
So instead I’ve added a picture showing a pregnant twin belly at 28 weeks.
As this pregnancy progresses I have become less mobile due to back, stomach and pelvis pain due to the sheer heaviness and size of bump. So my consultant
(who is utterly amazing) has prescribed me codeine and recommend that I also keep up with paracetamol to keep as much of my normal life going as possible for as long as possible.
Guidelines in the U.K recommend that Twin pregnancies go no further than 38 weeks due to possible complications, and as my previous 2 births were Emergency C-Sections I have been strongly advised to make this Twin birth an Elected C-Section.
When I first found out I was pregnant I assumed it was a normal singleton pregnant and how I delighted in the that I would get to have my much wanted VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section).
This dream went out the window when we discovered it was Twins!
Anyway as we are going down the planned route of an elected c-section I have been given a delivery date for 38 weeks.
How odd to know when your child will enter the World?!
As so much is being known I’ve decided to keep the date private and to announce the birth to the World as a normal delivery would. That’s if they stay inside for the while duration.
Statistics state that 50% of multiples are born pre-term (before 37 weeks).
Perhaps their arrival may still be made with an air of mystery behind it…
From time to time I like to ponder about my journey through life.
What I’ve been through the good and bad.
Where I want to be.
And where I actually am.
Usually where I want to be is a million miles away from my current path which leaves me feeling frustration through failure.
It also gives me hope. Hope that there is still so much to do.
That the adventure is still out there. I just need to start it.
And there’s the proof at my 12 week scan. (Why do they always look like aliens at this stage?)
Came as quite a shock to me too let me tell you!
Even through I had an odd feeling thought the pregnancy, as if I felt more connected to the whole twinage thing.
I even asked the sonographer during the scan if it was twins. She laughed and said she hadn’t said anything yet!
So I shall have 4 children altogether. To many of you this may seem like a small family and to many who I have told in RL I am greeted with stunned faces who know that it would be just too much for them.
For me I was initially over the moon, delirious with happiness and excitement.
This lasted about a week, and then reality set in…
How the hell would I cope?
No family nearby to help, friends yes however everyone has their own family to look after and I can not burden them with my own struggles.
R had started just started school and P had started preschool both in September which was amazing and I felt like a normal human being again. ( Who knew being a SAHM would be so demanding hey?!)
I did want another child. I most definitely did not feel ‘done’ with 2 children. So another pregnancy was always on the cards it was just a matter of when.
After the initial excitement had calmed I started to panic.
What if there was a problem with the babies?
How could I look after 4 children?
How would I cope with the sleep deprivation?
What about my older children? How would it effect them?
What the hell was my body going to turn into? (Have you seen a pregnant twin ladies bump in 3rd trimester?!)
What about my independence?
How would people react?
It was all just going round and round in my head.
With my girls pregnancies I found there was vast amount if information on normal pregnancies and births but for twins not so much.
I’m an info junkie. If I need to know something I go and find out. Not the case this time. This really screwed with my head. It made me feel mentally out of control.
I have also found that Midwifes are not so clued up either as I guess they don’t come across multiple pregnancies very often.
This pregnancy has also been much harder than my others due to it being twins.
The all day sickness lasting until 19 weeks (yeah that was fun), the sheer exhaustion, the psychological drain and the physical pains.
I’ve also had to put on hold much of my jewellery business as I just couldn’t cope. That has been tough as I miss it so much.
I know I am very lucky to be having twins and it is an amazing blessing.
But I also now know its no walk in the park.
One thing I’m great full for is the additional support I have been receiving from maternity support units. Extra scans and extra appointments as multiple pregnancies and births are considered to be of higher risk than singletons.
My next scan is at the end of this week and I’m quite excited to be seeing the babies. I get so much comfort from knowing they are ok and it helps me to bond with them.
Next scan pic will be of the babies at 28 weeks. I shall post a pic and if I’m feeling brave enough maybe even a bump pic