Things are going reasonably OK now.
This wasn't the case sometime last week. I've been having contractions,
and Wednesday of last week, it just got to where I couldn't lie down
when I needed to, and was horribly exhausted, and having contractions at
a rate that didn't bode entirely well for my not going into labor before
I really ought to. So Dan basically confined me to being horizontal
most of the time, and called my mom. She got here on Sunday.
Mom's taking over various tasks gradually. She can put away most of the
stuff that goes through the dishwasher (and learning where more and more
things go every day), she's offered to do laundry, she's been helping
with all the grocery shopping, and she's driving me where I need to go
when Dan isn't available to do so himself. Sammy hasn't quite warmed up
to her, but he's getting there, and she's helping by not pushing it.
(If he doesn't recognize you when you walk in the door for an extended
visit, allowing him a week to get used to you is a good thing; I just
wish my father-in-law would believe us when we tell him this is the
case, but I don't expect him to visit any time soon. I may say
something about his diagnosis after he sees the oncologist next week and
we have a better idea of just what it was that was removed from him
earlier this month.)
I think Mom's also enjoying being around a pregnant daughter.
I went in for an ultrasound on Tuesday. Both babies are head-down, same
as last time. The boy's calculated weight was 1617g, the girl's,
1465g. They're both around 90th %ile for twins of the appropriate
gender at the gestation age they're at. The computer that calculates
the weights based on ultrasound data also will give a gestational age
based on that weight, and the boy's was over a week older than the
actual gestational age. They're within a few days of each other on the
calculated gestational age, as well, which is very good. All the organs
visible on ultrasound were looking good, as well, apparently. So I'm
carrying two healthy babies.
So I'm walking around with over 3kg of baby inside me (Sammy was roughly
4kg when he was born), plus plenty of placenta, and all sorts of things
are being crowded out, my stomach included. I eat to the point where I
can't fit any more in my stomach, and then I have to eat again 2-3 hours
later.
It would be best for everyone involved if I could manage to *not* go
into labor until at *least* the 14th of August. The 14th of September
would be better. (And I won't be carrying them into October; they don't
like for twins to go past 38 weeks, which would be late September.)
So, that's what's going on here. And Dan said something about getting a
laptop computer set up for me so's I could do e-mail from bed (or from
couch, at least until we get that daybed we're borrowing from friends
which I'm hoping will be more comfortable than the couch), but that
hasn't happened yet. I'm hoping for it within the next 10 days, though.
Julia
and yes, if you saw anything potentially alarming above and want to ask
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