I have reached the point in my pregnancy that nothing is comfortable for more then an hour; I haven’t kicked Josh out yet. He hasn’t been able to sleep with the number of times that I move around in the night trying to be comfortable. He is so understanding of the little discomforts that I am dealing with and I am so happy that I have such a great man to take care of me and our boys!
Now that our appointments have switched weeks, due to having to have two on back to back weeks, Josh has been able to be at every one of them. Our last appointment was our 24 week ultrasound to find out how much the babies weighed. After having a night of trouble tossing and turning for sleep, Josh and I made it to our ultrasound for 8:30 am. The boys looked great! Although we do have one of them already showing the traits of their Mommy and Daddy, he is more stubborn than we could have imagined! When we were trying to get a good picture of him he kept crossing his arms across his face. The lady completing the ultrasound wiggled my belly to try and get him to move, he proceeded to bring his feet up in front of his arms to make it even more difficult for us to see his beautiful face. But his little cheeks that look just like mine were visible! It seriously touches my heart seeing a little one with my cheeks! For those of you that don’t have children, it may sound silly, but for those of you that do, you know exactly what I am talking about.
For our appointment in Dr. Smith’s office we never actually saw Dr. Smith. But it was alright because the resident that he had come in was basically the female version of our doctor! Josh and I found it hilarious! She walked like him, talked like him and acted like him to a T! She told us that Dr. Smith had checked our ultrasound and everything looked great. Our boys were 1 pound 7 ounces and 1 pound 11 ounces. I can’t believe how much they are growing! The resident asked me if there was anything that I was having trouble with, so I told her about the acid reflux that I had been dealing with. It would wake me up for about three to four hours a night. She got me a prescription for it, which by the way is amazing! I can now sleep through the night, well; I can sleep without waking up because of acid reflux!
I have had a chance to go to both of my baby showers since I last posted and I would like to take the time to give a special thanks to my sister Melanie, my Mom and my friends Peggy and Christine. They took the time to plan, organize and throw two completely wonderful showers that I was moved by. I had a blast at both showers and can not believe the number of tears that fell because we were laughing so hard!
I would also like to thank the people that took the time to come to both of the showers and be with me on one of the most important days, thus far, in my life. I appreciate your thoughts and the time that you took, as I know that everyone has a busy schedule. The gifts that we received are incredible! I can’t wait for our little men to come along and begin using all of the wonderful things that you all took the time to pick out!
One of the fun things that come with feeling your little one or in our case little two, move around is that they start to use your bladder as a soccer ball! They other day when Josh’s alarm went off he got up to go to the washroom, I realized how bad I myself had to go but decided to wait until he came back into the room, so I knew that the toilet would be free. No sooner did Josh touch the bed to get back in and cuddle for a little while longer, one of the twins gave a nice hard boot into my bladder! I got up quickly and Josh asked me what was wrong. As I ran out of the room I called back over my shoulder that the boys had kicked me hard in the bladder and I had almost wet the bed!! It definitely wasn’t a friendly way to start my morning! Josh got a kick out of it though, he found it quiet funny.
The boys have decided to be friendly to their daddy though. We were sitting on the couch watching television together and the boys started moving, I told Josh and asked him if he wanted to try and feel them. After trying a few times and being unsuccessful he wasn’t very enthusiastic, he reached over and put his hand on my belly and continued watching the television. All of a sudden after I felt them kick his hand, his eyes lit right up and he smiled from ear to ear. “Was that them?” I told him it was and they started kicking him like crazy! He had the most adorable look on his face, he is not someone that gets excited over anything, but the look on his face said it all when he felt our boys move around. I almost cried watching him. I haven’t ever seen him get excited, so to watch him light up when he felt the boys touched my heart.
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