So, I woke up at 5 am yesterday morning feeling like someone or something was sitting on my chest. I could not breathe very well. I sat up in bed, hoping the feeling would go away. It didn't. Then I got up and went out to the living room to sit on the couch. I still felt like I couldn't breathe. In fact, the feeling didn't go away until about 11 am- a good 6 hours later. I wish I knew which baby was causing it. It's horrible! But then, what can I do? Maybe I'd dress that baby in the especially used-looking hand-me-down clothing...
Today I had another doctor appointment. Now that I am in the 3rd trimester, I visit Dr. M every week. (ugh...) I told him and the nurse about that little episode, and do you know what he hold me? He said maybe I shouldn't lie down anymore. Some women who are pregnant with twins find relief by sleeping in something like a recliner. Seriously? I shouldn't lie down at all, not even to sleep, for the next 10 WEEKS? You've got to be kidding. I don't sleep unless I'm lying down.
Just one more thing to add to my list of pregnancy woes.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
The Double Drop Special
Our dinner last night has a story.
We realized that it was 5 pm, and I hadn't given any thought as to what to fix for dinner. Ryan suggested picking up a quick pizza at Little Caesars Pizza and I said sure. We have had a Little Caesars in town for probably a year, but we've yet to try it. They are supposed to be very fast. So Ryan toodles down to pick up dinner while I continue with the various projects we've been working on. (By the way, the twins room is painted now, and the old loose outlets replaced!) 40 minutes later, Ryan gives me a call and says he's on his way home. They had a little problem with our order. When he gets home, he tells me the story.
Once upon a time, a knight in shining armor attempts to rescue the damsel in distress by getting food for her vocal, short and cute captors. These small captors tend to be appeased by pizza on Friday nights. The knight rides his gallant minivan steed down to the local pizza joint and makes an order for a single large pizza. When the pizza is finished, it is boxed and begins its triumphant journey to the front counter. Alas, on its way, the box is dropped on its side and the pizza spills out onto the floor, leaving an unforgiving mess. The manager is very apologetic, offers cheesy breadsticks as a free side item for making the knight wait. Another pizza is quickly made, cooked and boxed. Again, on its way up to the front counter, the pizza box and the breadstick box are both dropped on the floor. The poor peasant girl in charge of the pizza's grand journey to the knight is profoundly embarrassed and on the verge of tears. The knight is merely amused, realizing that he actually has the easy job. The damsel in distress at home with the hungry munchkin captors is the one to really feel sorry for. So, another pizza and cheesy breadsticks are made, while the manager again apologizes for the inconvenience, and offers a pepperoni pizza in addition to the other side item. The knight knows the damsel in distress well, and knows her pregnancy distaste for pepperoni and refuses the kind gesture. So, a compromise is reached and the knight is given an 8 piece crazy bread with dipping sauce instead. The three items eventually make it to the front counter whole and complete, and the knight races home for a rather later dinner than expected.
We realized that it was 5 pm, and I hadn't given any thought as to what to fix for dinner. Ryan suggested picking up a quick pizza at Little Caesars Pizza and I said sure. We have had a Little Caesars in town for probably a year, but we've yet to try it. They are supposed to be very fast. So Ryan toodles down to pick up dinner while I continue with the various projects we've been working on. (By the way, the twins room is painted now, and the old loose outlets replaced!) 40 minutes later, Ryan gives me a call and says he's on his way home. They had a little problem with our order. When he gets home, he tells me the story.Once upon a time, a knight in shining armor attempts to rescue the damsel in distress by getting food for her vocal, short and cute captors. These small captors tend to be appeased by pizza on Friday nights. The knight rides his gallant minivan steed down to the local pizza joint and makes an order for a single large pizza. When the pizza is finished, it is boxed and begins its triumphant journey to the front counter. Alas, on its way, the box is dropped on its side and the pizza spills out onto the floor, leaving an unforgiving mess. The manager is very apologetic, offers cheesy breadsticks as a free side item for making the knight wait. Another pizza is quickly made, cooked and boxed. Again, on its way up to the front counter, the pizza box and the breadstick box are both dropped on the floor. The poor peasant girl in charge of the pizza's grand journey to the knight is profoundly embarrassed and on the verge of tears. The knight is merely amused, realizing that he actually has the easy job. The damsel in distress at home with the hungry munchkin captors is the one to really feel sorry for. So, another pizza and cheesy breadsticks are made, while the manager again apologizes for the inconvenience, and offers a pepperoni pizza in addition to the other side item. The knight knows the damsel in distress well, and knows her pregnancy distaste for pepperoni and refuses the kind gesture. So, a compromise is reached and the knight is given an 8 piece crazy bread with dipping sauce instead. The three items eventually make it to the front counter whole and complete, and the knight races home for a rather later dinner than expected.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Twilight
I'm sure many of you have read the "Twilight" series. I have, but no one else in my family has. Nevertheless, we must be interested in vampires. Check out our teeth!
Elizabeth's set glowed in the dark, too!
OooooOOOoooh. My scary, blood thirsty family. Uncle Michael (Ryan's brother) also tried on the vampire teeth, but I didn't get a picture.
Elizabeth's set glowed in the dark, too!
OooooOOOoooh. My scary, blood thirsty family. Uncle Michael (Ryan's brother) also tried on the vampire teeth, but I didn't get a picture. (Go Team Edward!)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Things I Won't Take For Granted Again
1. Bending over and not grunting from the effort.
2. Breathing
3. Cutting my toenails without the big belly in the way.
4. Eating in the evening without heartburn.
5. Enjoying chocolate, french fries and other not-good-for-you goodies (sounds repulsive now).
6. Not needing protein every 2-3 hours.
7. Sleeping on my stomach.
8. Trying to sleep and actually finding a comfortable position.
9. Sleeping period.
10. Not having to cut my nails every week.
11. Holding my kids without them being kicked by the twins inside.
12. Hugging my husband without the bump in the middle.
13. Jeans with a button and a zipper.
14. Having personal space.
15. No more bi-monthly doctors visits.
16. Normal pulse.
17. Being able to buy clothes that will fit me in a month.
18. Not having my suddenly too small bladder kicked.
19. Having energy.
20. Being able to take Advil.
2. Breathing
3. Cutting my toenails without the big belly in the way.
4. Eating in the evening without heartburn.
5. Enjoying chocolate, french fries and other not-good-for-you goodies (sounds repulsive now).
6. Not needing protein every 2-3 hours.
7. Sleeping on my stomach.
8. Trying to sleep and actually finding a comfortable position.
9. Sleeping period.
10. Not having to cut my nails every week.
11. Holding my kids without them being kicked by the twins inside.
12. Hugging my husband without the bump in the middle.
13. Jeans with a button and a zipper.
14. Having personal space.
15. No more bi-monthly doctors visits.
16. Normal pulse.
17. Being able to buy clothes that will fit me in a month.
18. Not having my suddenly too small bladder kicked.
19. Having energy.
20. Being able to take Advil.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Growing Up
Elizabeth is at such a fun age. She is expressing herself so much (and so often! and so loudly!). She must have my genes, as she is making up words. The latest and most interesting is the word, "Dingle-ish." (My apologies, I am unsure of how to spell it.) It is an adjective and I'm not entirely sure of the definition. Perhaps something along the lines of "funny." Used in a sentence: "That's so dingle-ish."
Elizabeth has discovered that saying "I have to go potty" lets her out of her room during nap/quiet time. Yesterday after about a half hour in her room, Elizabeth came to the door with that phrase, and of course I have to let her out. As she comes out of her room, she informs me that naps are for babies. And then she says, "I not take naps anymore." As she is sitting on the toilet (yes, she really did have to go, a little...) I tell her that her cousin Megan (who is the same age she is) still takes naps. In fact, naps help us grow big and strong. She thought about it for a little while. When she came out to the living room, she told Mommy and Daddy, "I already big and strong. I don't need naps." Oh brother.
Elizabeth has discovered that saying "I have to go potty" lets her out of her room during nap/quiet time. Yesterday after about a half hour in her room, Elizabeth came to the door with that phrase, and of course I have to let her out. As she comes out of her room, she informs me that naps are for babies. And then she says, "I not take naps anymore." As she is sitting on the toilet (yes, she really did have to go, a little...) I tell her that her cousin Megan (who is the same age she is) still takes naps. In fact, naps help us grow big and strong. She thought about it for a little while. When she came out to the living room, she told Mommy and Daddy, "I already big and strong. I don't need naps." Oh brother.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Drum Roll Please...
We had an ultrasound today. It appears that we are expecting..... TWO MORE GIRLS. Yes, please give Ryan your condolences. And please also convince him that we will need something more than 1 and 1/2 bathrooms sometime before they all reach adolescence.
Aside from that, the twins are growing well. We saw all 8 limbs, 4 kidneys.... And they are still opposite of each other, so we witnessed several more kicks to the other's head. But instead of being sideways, they are now up and down. And they can kick my ribs already. What a joke. I may not be able to breathe at all by the time they are born.
We figure we are just evening out the population, with my friend Christa having 4 boys.
Aside from that, the twins are growing well. We saw all 8 limbs, 4 kidneys.... And they are still opposite of each other, so we witnessed several more kicks to the other's head. But instead of being sideways, they are now up and down. And they can kick my ribs already. What a joke. I may not be able to breathe at all by the time they are born.
We figure we are just evening out the population, with my friend Christa having 4 boys.
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