I’ve been very emotional this week. I’ve checked out movies from the library to watch during my 2 hours of rest everyday, and I think I’ve cried during every one. We also had a group of friends (3 couples) over with a total of 10 children this week. I lost it halfway through the evening and had to leave the room because I suddenly started crying out of no where and couldn’t stop. I think it just hit me that I’m really scared about handling 2 babies. I just couldn’t control the tears or make it stop. Why would that happen right in the middle of everyone being there and not after? I’m an emotional mess!
My Braxton Hicks contractions continue to be uncomfortable. My entire left side of my stomach now feels like a giant bruise. My OBGYN says it’s most likely from how Baby B is positioned higher up pushing and pulling on everything. This makes lying on my left side difficult as it is extremely tender. Needless to say, sleeping has become more painful. I just can’t seem to get comfortable at all. I’m still getting up about every 2 hours to go to the bathroom. I’ve also been waking up a lot earlier in the morning as well. Sometimes I awake at 5:30am and can’t get back to sleep. Guess my body is getting me ready for no sleep with the twins!
Here I am at 33 weeks pregnant with twin boys!
Week 34:
I’m sad to report that the dreaded stretch marks have arrived this week. I can’t really see under below my belly button, but as I was rubbing lotion on, caught a glimpse of stretch marks in the mirror. I couldn’t believe it. I got out a hand mirror to take a closer look and yup, there they were. There was no mistaking it! For some reason I really thought I wouldn’t get them. Not that I believe in the magical powers of the cocoa butter cream I rub on my stomach every evening, as I’ve read stretch marks are mostly hereditary. Both my mom and sister didn’t get any, so I thought I was totally in the clear. I told my doctor that and he laughed at me and said anyone pregnant with multiples is not going to make it without stretch marks unless they deliver very early! I guess that makes sense. I will now think of them as my war wounds! Not like I’ll be wearing a bikini ever again anyway, right?!
My back is sore more often than not. The weight of my stomach is just starting to be too much! I’ve packed on a total of 39 pounds thus far. My body is just all out of whack. I’m assuming this is the cause of my extreme clumsiness as well. I often drop things, run into things, or trip. I keep telling Nick to never let me complain about my body again when I’m not pregnant. I really take for granted simple health of being able to sit and sleep without pains. Or just being able to go outside for a nice walk. Oh, how I’d love to do that right now.
