The sleeping situation is getting rougher. I have not been able to sleep in the same bed with big daddy G for about 4 weeks because we have this really awesome organic cotton and wool futon mattress that, when I gained 40 pounds, felt like hell on my hips and gave me mild bursitis. The guest room has been a godsend for that reason alone, but in the past week, G's been grateful that I'm not in his bed for a few other reasons...(1) the tossing and turning (2) the grunting (3) the 4 nightly trips to the pee pot (4) the 2 nightly trips for water because I'm as thirsty as can be (5) the once nightly trip for half a block of cheese and an apple. Yup, I am up 4-7 times a night. I can fall rapidly back to sleep about 4 out of 7 nights, but the other three I have to read or obsess or something else through the wee hours.
The dropping of things is just ridiculous. When G sees the kitchen after I've been in there, there is just silent resignation. 1/2 a gallon of orange juice on its side in front of the fridge? Guess who?
There is almost no driving. I can barely fit into a restaurant booth. I can't reach my plate comfortably anyway. A feed bag might really be easier. An attendant who could just feed me would be another viable option.
9 weeks to go. I mean, that is the amount of time I hope passes before the boys make their appearance. That would be 36 weeks gestational age. Although 37-38 weeks is optimal, 36 is really good too. 36 weekers go home with their parents in the same time frame that full term babies do, usually. Anytime prior to that could mean NICU time, and I'm not too into that.
We're trying not to buy anything else until the baby shower that work is throwing me next Sunday. I'm really excited about this because my sister is flying out from Cali, and my other sister and parents are coming. It will be the first time that my bio family and my work family will mingle. It will be at our house because of some scheduling snafu with the person who initially offered. We ordered our cakes last night. 2 super cute baby buggies!
Yeah, we're trying not to buy anything...except, through the magic of fiscal relativism, we just "had to" buy a new computer. It hasn't arrived yet. This one is on it's last legs and is more frustrating every day. We just narrowly escaped a $8,000-$18,000 HVAC replacement, so we figured "hey, a new computer is cheaper than that!" Dumb. (The first estimate, by Sears I don't mind revealing because it was so ridiculous, was about 18G. The second and third were for about 8G and the fourth guy actually did his job and fixed the thing for $75 bucks.) The HVAC failure happened during a week of hard freezes in Florida, but we managed. We would not be able to manage through a Summer without AC though. Not with 2 newborns.
Not with 2 newborns who will please not arrive until 36 weeks gestation or later thank you very much.
Spring is springing. I love this time of year here. Love it love it love it!
I've started to cook freezable meals to have on hand for the first 2 weeks of parenthood.
Ultrasound next Thursday.
Wow, are you all belly? I can't imagine the discomfort or the comments from your patients! :) Hang in there! Apples and cheese sound good in the middle of the night. :)
ReplyDeleteUgh, and I thought one medevil belly contraption was rough!
ReplyDeleteI was nodding throughout your whole post: hip pain, sleeping (or lack thereof), the dropsies (utterly ridiculous!).
Apples and cheese... sounds yummy.
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ReplyDeleteMust be the way some of us Lefavors carry babies (Kara seems exempt). But I feel your pain (only you've got it worse, given the double-ness of the whole thing), in everything you said.
ReplyDeleteHaven't responded to you re: diapers--let's talk soon!
You sound so uncomfortable! So sorry! Have fun at your shower!
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