Long overdue

I have been meaning to give y'all an update for the past four months. The babies are here! I had a scheduled c-section at 37 weeks since baby girl was breech and baby boy was transverse. They were born and were blessedly healthy, baby girl was 7 lbs 3 oz and 19 inches and baby boy was 8 lbs 2 oz and 21 inches. We were so thankful to finally get them, they are beautiful. They are now four months old and growing like weeds.

I decided not to go on birth control on the off chance that I could maybe, possibly, hopefully get pregnant on my own. You know, be one of those miracle stories of someone who spends years doing fertility treatments and then magically gets pregnant on their own? Here's hoping... If that doesn't work I think I will try ivf one more time and see if I can get another miracle baby. I worry about it though, will it work again? Is waiting a year going to be too long? Will I have any eggs left by that point? I try to remind myself that I have two beautiful babies and if I don't get anymore that it will be ok. But the reality of possibly giving up the dreams for a big family is hard. I hope you are all well. I think of you often.
Xoxo

Week 25

Tomorrow marks the beginning of week 25 in my pregnancy. Everything is looking good, the babies have strong heartbeats, my cervix is high and closed, weight gain is on track and the babies are actually measuring one week ahead. The nurse told me that it wasn't enough to change my due date and I almost laughed, I know my due date isn't going to change. I know when these babies were conceived down to the hour.

My prenatal care is being co-managed by my OB and a perinatalogist and I now have weekly appointments at the perinatal clinic to watch how the pregnancy advances. I haven't had any bleeding since Halloween which is good but I have this underlying fear from that experience that hasn't left. Having weekly appointments where I get to hear the heartbeats is going to be good for me.

I am taking calcium supplements and need to start iron and protein supplements to avoid anemia they say. I tried for one day to adjust ,my diet to get the amount of protein and calcium required for a multiple pregnancy. I almost made myself sick, so supplements and a well balanced diet it is.

Three of my sister-in-laws are currently pregnant. One of them hates when the baby moves because it is uncomfortable, I cannot understand this sentiment. Feeling the babies move is reassurance that they are still there and kickin'. When I was a nanny the woman I nannied for was pregnant with her third child. When she went in for her 20 week ultrasound the baby had died and she told me that she should have known something was wrong because she hadn't felt it move for a day or two. I have wondered if her experience has colored my feelings about feeling the baby move. I feel like having these babies is such a miracle and getting the reassurance they are still moving is worth any discomfort it might bring.

On a closing note, we now know that we are having a boy and girl, and we are thrilled. People keep asking me if they are identical (asking this AFTER I have told them they are different genders). I must be missing something because I was always pretty sure, and still am confident that twins have to be the same gender to be identical...

14 weeks

Here is a picture of the twins at 12 weeks. The hemorrhage is gone and everything looks to be progressing normally now. They are measuring correctly and the results came back for trisomy and down's and everything was normal. We are hoping to find out genders next month...

halloween scare

I spent Halloween in the ER. It made for a truly scary Halloween. I started spotting on Sunday and had red spotting last night. And I freaked out. So we went to the ER. Thankfully, thankfully, the babies are ok. I have a hemorrhage between the uterus and the placenta. They say it is small and so long as it doesn't get bigger it could resolve itself. I go to my OB tomorrow for a follow up but am on bed rest for today and tomorrow.

eat, sleep, repeat

That feels like my life these days. Eating to abate hunger and nausea and sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. I am now nine weeks and got the green light from my RE to be turned over to an OB. It feels like a graduation of sorts. Congratulations, you made it through hell, here is the light at the end of your tunnel. And that light? Just as awesome as I always dreamed it would be, minus the nausea and sleepiness...

trucking forward

I am currently at 7 1/2 weeks. I am done with the weekly blood tests to monitor the change in my HcG, progesterone and estrogen levels! Yay! I had my first ultrasound this week and we found out that both embryos took so we are having twins. My husband is having a hard time wrapping his head around it. We are thrilled. I have one more appointment with my RE and then he expects to turn me over to an OB. For now I am doing any and all research on twins. Thankfully I have some good resources (between my mothers two sisters they had three sets of twins).

trying to catch reality

I am still trying to grasp the reality of it all. It seems unbelievable that after all these years my wish is finally being granted. A part of me keeps waiting for AF to come and take it all away.

I am trying to cherish every minute particularly as there is no guarantee I will ever get to experience another pregnancy. Which brings me to this comment seen on Facebook:

"frankly anyone who says they enjoy being pregnant is LYING! I'm 20 weeks and complain all the time lol! I think anyone who is pregnant gets a

free pass to complain. Sure it's a blessing, but also kind of miserable at the same time."

Reading this strengthens my resolve to not complain about pregnancy. I am so grateful to even have this opportunity and mindful that there are still so many women who are waiting for it. It is a blessing to be pregnant and anyone who has dealt with infertility understands that any kind of sickness or discomfort is a small price to pay for the ultimate dream.