10 week ultrasound

Has it really been a week since the last post?? Time really seems to be flying by at the moment.
10 weeks - WOW, well into the 3rd month of pregnancy, it is just beyond belief. Some days I kinda forget that I am pregnant (I truly thank my mom for my non-morning sickness genes!!), but I conveniently remember the whole pregnancy thing whenever I drive by a frozen yogurt place. Love, love frozen yogurt.

Well yesterday was our 10 week check-up (still incredibly thankful that my RE wants to see me every week, not really sure how necessary it is, but it fills my heart with joy to see the little squirmy babies AND to see the tender look on hubby's face.) Everything went well and the babies passed with flying colors. Both had good heartbeats and were measuring at 10 weeks. Baby A continue to be the most active and looked like a little gummy bear with fingers that he continuously moved around by the face. Baby B was chill as usual and still harder to see clearly due to location. Oh, and we recorded the sound of the heartbeats for my mom and dad. These will be their first grandchildren, so they are very excited. I really wish that they did live so far away (as in Denmark, far away.) I continue to have spotting and it hasn't stopped since our episode at week 8.

Today my nurse also asked how my search for an OB was going. Still can't believe that I actually get to graduate here soon. So after my appointment I stopped by an OB office that my RE had recommended. I wanted to see the place in person before committing to an appointment, just to see what kind of vibes I was getting. The receptionist that I spoken to was really friendly and seemed genuinely interested and willing to answer all my questions. And another good thing is that the office is right across from the hospital. So I made an appointment with an OB that has twins herself. Hoping for good tips and insights on these little monsters growing inside me.  

9 week ultrasound

Today was AMAZING. Today was the first time I saw "a baby" in there. At every other ultrasound (yes, I know I've had quite a few thus far) the babies have looked like little globs, albeit globs with heartbeats. Today Baby A actually looked somewhat like a baby. He kept moving his arm, when the screen was turned away from me, and the nurse and the assistant was oohing and aahing. Screen turned toward me nothing!!! Finally toward the end, I got to see him move both arm and leg. So crazy that I have two human beings growing inside me!!?!? I just love this RE's team. The nurse was showing us where the brain was developing and the beginning of the bones forming in the face. Again, amazing. That is all I have to say!!

 

And here they are together!!

We actually brought the team homemade Oreo Cookies to thank them for being so awesome. My husband and I could not possibly be happier today. I loved having him there with me and sharing these moments with him makes everything even more special. I mean you can talk about a 2.5cm  baby moving, but seeing truly is believing.

9 weeks and apathetic

I hate to admit this, because I hate to seem ungrateful about being pregnant, however I have been feeling pretty apathetic lately. Last weeks bleeding episode was scary, despite the overall feeling that everything was going to be okay. And I don't think I realized how much it really did affect me.

Before becoming pregnant, I was pretty active. Loved hiking, yoga and walking or running. But in pregnancy, I have have become a complete sloth. First of all I have been taking it easy, as to not "hurt the babies." Even though I know that miscarriages, that are supposed to happen, will happen and that there is nothing a person can do to prevent them. I pretty much stopped all exercise out of fear of loosing them. Started spending more time with my feet up and doing less around the house (since moving to TX I do not have a job, so taking care of the house is pretty much it for me.) The bleeding episode made that even worse. I have been having nightmares about loosing the twins. I try not to think too much about what is going on with them, because I am afraid to get myself too involved in them, in case the unthinkable was to happen. Now I spend even less time doing things that involves leaving the couch or the bed, even leaving dirty dishes in the kitchen days on end.

Throughout this my hubby has been ever so supportive. I love him so much. Not bugging me about my lack of activity, not complaining when I have either been too lazy or too sick of the smell of food to cook dinner for him. He just asks me if I feel up for walks around town, which I usually do, when he is around.

But I want the apathy to end. I want to allow myself to care about these little miracles growing inside me. I want to get out and do things and I want my husband to feel proud of me. I want to lift my spirit and at the same time lift myself out of this funk. I am bringing back the to-do lists and getting active.

I am allowing myself to be 9 weeks pregnant and be happy about it!!
(please let the first trimester be over soon, so I can spend less time worrying and more time enjoying)

Bleeding at 8w1d.....sorry this may be a bit graphic!!

This morning I woke up to a feeling that I didn't think I would have to feel over these next many months. As I got out of bed, I felt a wetness dripping into my underwear - all I could think was something in between "oh shit, i knew this was too good to be true," but the overwhelming emotion was a sense that "this is going to be okay." In the split second it took me to register these emotions, I decided to go with the latter state of being. As I sat down and felt blood pouring out, coloring the water in the bowl bright red, I took deep breaths and said to myself: "don't panic, you know that bleeding can occur in pregnancies." My panic voice got through to me for just a second saying; "but this shit is pouring out of you!!"

And just like that it stopped. No cramping, no terrible pain. It left me a little worried and both my husband and I agreed that my next ultrasound would be today and not Friday as planned. Without calling the office (it was still early in the morning) we got in our cars and drove to the Dr's office. They were quite surprised to see me and when I told them what had happened, they were able to fit me in. I have really come to love this Dr's office and I wished that my Dr was not just an RE, but someone who could actually deliver my baby - but wait that is not the story I was trying to tell - sorry!!

The ultrasound went fine. Both babies are fine. Both had heartbeats of 174 and both measuring right on track. As for me, it is back to my cocoon at home. I have been resting all day, and no more bleeding. Of cause I had my "appointment" with Dr Google, to try and see what is going on. For now, I am mostly calm, nothing much I can do. Might get the Dr to check my thyroid - just because somebody at husband's work mentioned it for a totally different reason and now I'm thinking "what if????"

Isn't being pregnant just sooooo much fun???


UPDATE: Bleeding appears to have stopped. No new blood for 2 days. Phew. Just taking it easy!!

Epic battle to keep second breakfast down...

Here it is, lunchtime!! Which usually get's me pretty excited. However NOTHING sounds appetizing right now. In fact my second breakfast (yes, I'm pregnant and having twins, so second breakfasts are definitely allowed) is feeling like it is on it's way up again. Kinda like being in one of those drop towers in the amusement parks, like:

Up and down, up and down. It is taking everything in me to keep it down. I have been feeling that horrible feeling of accumulating saliva in my mouth in preparation for the acidic assault from my stomach. Hope you are having a better day!!

7 week update

So, at 7 weeks + 1 day we went for another ultrasound. Hubby went with me and we were both so excited, because this time we would get to hear their heartbeats. To pass the time since last ultrasound, I had of cause been browsing the internet for various things that could go wrong. Like the Vanishing Twin. Not that I was anxious about it, but I just like to know. Hubby and I have divided the "chores" of pregnancy between the two of us and he gets to worry about things and I get to concentrate of growing big, strong and healthy babies. I am usually a stressy, anxious, worried type of person, but for some reason I am pretty calm about this whole pregnancy. I guess it is because it is so utterly out of my control. The only thing I can control is how I take care of myself, so that is were my focus goes.

Anyway the appointment went great. Both babies had great, strong heartbeats and I was actually quite surprised when they played baby A's heartbeat. The speaker was up so loud, that I almost fell out of my seat. But it was wonderful, bot came in at about 135 beats/min. They were measuring right on schedule (7w1d and 7w2d), although how they can measure such a tiny thing and feel comfortable about measurements I do not know. But here they are:

I also have a confession - the same day I went out and bought a pair of maternity pants. I know many people can wait until the end of first trimester, but despite loosing weight, my girth have increased substantially. So at 7+ weeks, I am now sporting sexy maternity pants. Watch out world!!!

Jabbing pains of constipation....sorry TMI in this post!!

It's been a lazy weekend, in every aspect of life. My plans to go hiking went down the toilet on Saturday morning, along with my breakfast. My healthy yogurt breakfast with blueberries and Uncle Sam cereal just did not seem to agree with my stomach, although I blame my prenatal vitamins. This was the first time I felt sick, since becoming pregnant. Hope this is not a sign of what is to come.... So, my second breakfast was.....donuts!! And that set the tone for our weekend. We became this sluggish couple, who did absolutely nothing (except a quick trip to Costco) and I of cause blame this on pregnancy symptoms. Who knew that being pregnant would feel like having a constant hangover?? At least that is how I felt this weekend. So, needless to say, I did not make the healthiest of choice in the food department.

Flash forward to Monday, I now have the worst case of constipation due to lack of fiber. I know that I am the only one to blame, but still can't help feeling just a little sorry for myself. But enough of that, here is a couple of yoga moves that may help, so I will give them a try..