Lots have happened here lately. I've been keeping a little journal on the side and I hope to post some of those thoughts on the blog but it's seriously so hard to do anything like that with "Hurricane Sam" running around. We have been in the middle of finishing our basement for about 6 months now. It's finally looking like it will be "done" within the week. By "done" I mean livable. It will be another little while before the bathroom is completely finished. All the contents of the basement are currently sitting in the girls' room and I'm getting really antsy or "nesty" to get the room in order. I had a major meltdown yesterday. Our house is covered in drywall dust, "stuff" is everywhere is shouldn't be, our garage is full of construction items. I can't handle it anymore. I know, first world problems, right? I feel like a ticking time bomb. I'm confident these babies aren't coming any time soon but I feel like I have an expiration date. Things are getting tougher. Work is harder, changing Sam's diaper is harder, going to the grocery store is harder. We were at the store yesterday and after several times of Sam dropping his toy on the floor, I just left it. I couldn't bend over to pick it up one more time. So, I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed by the things we need to prepare for and I have a really hard time asking for or accepting help. The Relief Society has been great and gave me a list of people willing to watch Sam. I need to be more gracious and take them up on it. When I work, it's difficult to recover the next day and I need to rest. Anyway, here are the 27 weeks stats.
How far along? 27 weeks
Total weight gain? I'm not sure. 15+ lbs so far. I go back to the doctor in a week and half. We will see then.
Sleep? Not great. I was so spoiled with Sam's pregnancy. I slept great until the very end with my pregnancy pillow with him. It takes me 10 minutes to get in the right position and then I inevitably have to get up and go the bathroom! I toss and turn a lot and the heartburn is starting to wake me up at night. Or is it the peeing that wakes me up and I just happen to have heartburn? Michael has been great and gets up with Sam when he wakes up at night which is happening frequently (he is cutting four molars, poor baby).
Best moment of the week? Michael surprised me for my birthday and took me to get a 3D ultrasound of the girls! It was a special day. Elena was not so cooperative but Cora was all smiles for the camera after some persuasion. She looks great and is so beautiful. It was fun to see her wiggling around. It did tug at my heart a little. It's just so hard to accept sometimes, especially when she is moving all around and smiling.
Miss anything? Sleep, bending over, standing up without effort...things of this nature.
Movement? Yes! All.the.time. I get nervous when they stop because it doesn't seem normal for them not to be moving. I'm getting better at telling which one is moving so that is comforting. Little Miss Cora hasn't moved as much as she usually does today. It makes me nervous but then she will be acting like a monkey later tonight.
Food cravings? Lemonade and water.
Anything make you queasy or sick? Nope. I'm lucky.
Labor signs? No, no. I've hit 27 weeks. There is a running joke in my family about the "27 week curse". That is when my sister's water broke with her preemie and I had a bleeding episode with Sam. Those both happened in California so hopefully I'm safe!
Gender? My sweet girls. Cora Lynn and Elena Kate.
Symptoms? Heartburn...Tums are still my best friend. I've had this off and on groin pain. I never experienced it with Sam but oh me, oh my! I can't breathe most of the time. Being pregnant with two is so much different than one. Duh! I didn't expect it though. I thought it would be easy breezy honestly. I was wrong.
Happy or Moody? I'm happy. Something changed this week. After the 3D ultrasound, I have started to feel like we will be blessed with time with Cora. I don't know why I feel this way and don't know if it's intuition, hope, or just a strong desire. It makes me uneasy feeling this way because I have been so wrong about so many things. I knew that everything was going to be okay and it's not. My attitude has definitely shifted though. I'm having two girls and I am trying to plan for that as normally as anyone would. There is a part of me that wishes no one knew about the diagnosis. I don't like people treating me differently or treating the expectations of the pregnancy differently than they would others. At the same time, I am deeply grateful for people checking up on me and asking how I am doing because I really need that. I would be equally annoyed if people just disappeared (some already have) and never recognized the situation. I want people and myself to freely talk about Cora and ask questions but I know I can't control the way people feel about it. Can you see the conflicting emotions?
Looking forward to...? Our next visit with Angel Watch next week. I guess we start birth planning so I'm excited.
Realization of the week? Anything can happen. A month ago, I felt like we were handed a death sentence. I have since learned that I should expect anything. She could live. There are living T18 babies everywhere. I know this is not the norm but there is so much doctors don't know. They just lump these babies into one diagnosis and prognosis but every case is so different. I think our doctor has been honest with us regarding his experience with these kids and it's not great but I know we can have some time with her.
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| Here is our little monkey, Miss Cora Lynn, aka Baby A |
