Hello again! This week has been a bit of a rough one! Thankfully my babies are growing like crazy, but my belly is huge, back is sore, and I think I’m officially losing my mind a little bit. I think it’s safe to say that these girls NEED to come out soon or I might make everyone around me crazy with my high maintenance behavior.
While we wait for the girls to make their first appearance, we’ve been doing our best to live life as normally as possible…here’s a glimpse into our week.
We got hit with a bunch of snow early in the week, and Baylen was pumped to be in on the shoveling action.
Baylen turned 17 months this week, and these are a few of his favorites: carrying a spoon and running around in his diaper. It’s the simple things.
Since I’m rather immobile lately, Baylen has been spending lots of time in the indoor pool, otherwise known as the bath tub. He loves baths, and it’s been an easy thing for me to do when I can’t race around after him. He loves splashing around with his giant green ball.
My wonderful mom and grandma came and spent a few days with me this week to help me get some things done around the house and prepare for the babies. They were so good to me and let me take naps, relax, and got me to a point where I feel ready for the girls!
Baylen found a new “desk” this week.
This would be Baylen’s “bathroom”. It’s the corner he always goes to get the job done. After he’s finished and we can clearly smell the goods, he gives us this sneaky grin, like he’s proud of the scent he’s cooked up in mommy’s kitchen. Boys will be boys.
Yesterday morning we ended up in the hospital, with what we thought may be the day we’d get to meet our girls. I’d been having contractions for about 6 hours straight through the night, about 7 – 10 minutes apart. They weren’t super painful, but since they weren’t stopping I decided to call my doctor. She told us to come in right away since things can be complicated with twins. By the time I got to the hospital and they started monitoring me, the contractions were coming every 3 minutes, but still weren’t anything compared to the pain I felt when I went into labor with Baylen. I continued to be monitored for a couple hours but didn’t dilate any further than when I arrived, so they sent me home. Apparently this kind of thing can happen when you’re pregnant with twins because the uterus is pretty stretched out and it can take extra time to have contractions that actually make progress. Thankfully, the contractions stopped a few hours after I got home and I was able to get some sleep. False alarm, and slightly disappointing, but at least we had a dry run and are ready for the real deal! A special thanks to my parents and Joey and Madison who dropped everything to help us out with Baylen!
Even though these last days of pregnancy are long, God has been reminding me continuously that He is in control of the timing when the girls arrive, and that I need to soak up each moment I have left living life as I know it, and love on this little guy like crazy, even if his mommy is losing her mind a little bit and making daddy go crazy.
Talk to you tomorrow!