I realized that I haven't put any updates about the babies on the blog since we found out what we were having (thanks to Fb, it is easy to keep everyone informed of their progress). But I thought I would put some belly pics and stats on here anyway.
I'm 36 weeks (9 months!), which is fantastic! After 34 weeks, our next big goal is to make it to 37 weeks, then they will be considered full term! (For twins) Yeah!
I get to go in for weekly sonos to check on their progress and make sure they are growing healthy and strong. It has been so amazing to see how much they grow from week to week. We didn't get measurements at this week's appt. (they take those bi-weekly) but at 35 weeks they weighed in at over 10 lbs combined!!! Can't believe I'm carrying that much baby! Baby boy was 5lbs 7oz and baby girl was 4lbs 9oz. She has a little bit of catching up to do. ;) I would love for them to be each be over 5 1/2 lbs at birth.
This is my baby belly at 7 months. :)
Baby girl is very low and on my left (baby A) and when she moves it feels more like bubbles and tickles down low, but she can pack quite a punch when she wants to. Baby boy (baby b) is on the right and higher, and I feel his jabs and rolls with more force. Now they mainly squirm around as they are quickly running out of room. At 35 weeks I was measuring 39 weeks, so we will see how much longer they hold on.:) Getting so very excited to meet and hold them!
I have done a terrible job taking pictures of our new home and the changes we have made since we moved in back in August, even though I told myself I would document everything this time around. I might have been a little over zealous to get things done; that, and I have had 9 months of nesting hormones in full swing. Oh well, at least things get done around here.:)
I realized I didn't even have a before pic of the outside, but luckily I had a pic from the real estate listing from the year before. (It's ironic that we looked at this house exactly one year ago, and the owners took it off the market after shortly putting it on and then put it back on the market when we were actually looking for somewhere to live the following summer-chalk it up to God's crazy perfect timing).
I'm a sucker for white houses, especially white farm houses. And even though we are in the middle of suburbia (which after looking at homes out of town, I'm very convinced the suburbs is where are meant to be at this time in our lives) it now gives off some warm country charm. The front porch doesn't hurt either.:)
So much has changed for our family over the last 5 months, I feel like I am just now catching my breath - just in time for more changes to happen, two to be exact. :) After selling our home and moving down the street into another home, we began the process of making some very needed changes. The kitchen got a face lift, siding was replaced, the exterior was painted, along with some of the interior, and as of now, windows are being replaced. Along with all the unpacking, London starting first grade 2 days after our move, Noble starting his second year of preschool, James started a new job at Koch, and oh, yeah, adjusting to the completely unexpected news of being pregnant with twins, which we were still (and are continuing) to absorb. Whew.
It's all such wonderful things-school is going great for both kids, James loves his new job, the house is staring to feel like home, I feel great (considering), babies are growing stronger every day and have made it almost full term, and now that things have finally started to settle, I am so overwhelmed.
Yes, now. Overwhelmed with joy and gratitude, but also anxiety about what the not-so-distant future is going to look like. I know it's going to be great, crazy, sleepless, wonderful, emotional, joyous, exhausting, and the most difficult for me- completely unknown. What will it be like to have to feed/console/change/care for two babies, while still attending the needs of everyone else in my family? I know enough to be apprehensive (adjusting to a new member of the family in any circumstance is huge and life-altering to say the least), but not enough to be (what I would consider) fully prepared. But I guess I can never really be. So this is the tough part for me. The calm before the storm. The waiting. The time I have to think, reflect, and ultimately go into a slight panic at the questions of what's to come. The time when I can't cast my anxiety onto picking out window treatments and the insane busyness I grew accustomed to the last 6 months and used as my coping mechanism. I need to cast my anxiety on Him. The author and perfecter of my faith. I know I desperately need Jesus, and to rely on His promises for me, especially when I start to allow the craziness of what lies ahead to consume my thoughts.
He is my calm, He is my refuge, He is my order and my peace. Most of my day should be spent in prayer, not trying to visualize what labor is going to be like this time around. (And definitely not perusing the Internet trying to figure it out-and I thought I was a fairly intelligent individual. You know what you should never do when you can't sleep? Read birthing stories, such a fantastic idea; sure to help you nod right of with happy thoughts and peaceful dreams.)
I am so ready (I think) for the babies to be here. Ready to be thrown into the thick of it so I can 'DO' and not forecast. So now we just wait. And pray. And then pray some more.
Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything; tell God your needs and don't forget to thank Him for his answers. If you do this you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand.