"Full" term and beyond?
Week 26 has arrived and I'm starting to understand most pregnant womens last month pregnancy complaints and wanting to get the baby out. I'm sporting my "full" term pregnancy look now and fielding at least three questions a day at work from various people of "when are you due?" and statements like" You've got to be pretty far along, huh?" The twin pregnancy books warned me this would happen about three months till d-day and sure enough, like clock work, it has...Some of my new challenges include needing to shop for a new wardrobe and maneuvering in bed. I now understand why they have early pregnancy, middle and late pregancy pants. Stretchy pants can only get you so far. While the waist will keep expanding with you, it will bug the heck out of you as it slides down below the expanding belly every five minutes after your belly reaches a certain roundness. Thus the invention of pants with a low waist and little top fabric to cradle the belly can be compared to life saving measures if one is 26 weeks pregnant with twins. Ah, much better...
Rolling over in bed is a monumental task and easily the hardest thing I have to do now. It makes helping disabled kids develop their motor skills while 6 months pregnant look like a cake walk. Hubby and I got a big laugh when I read on one of the message boards that one woman's husband had threatened to post a sign above their bed that read "Caution, wide load turning." Hubby will be testing out our nice new couch as a bed if he copies that shenanigin.
And by the way, the smart mostly able-bodied kids at work that I used to chase have long far realized that they have a big slow pregnant woman working with them and acutely aware that I cannot chase and catch them at this point. Therapy is now a fun game of run fast away from the therapist (tee hee) so I can play with toys till she corners me. Another session I somehow got my legs tangled up with a child after I placed them over my legs to work on holding quadruped (the crawling position) while sitting on a large mat. They could not just move off for obvious reasons such as they are still working on the skill and it took me about 5 minutes to figure out how to get my legs out from under them without my usual flexible body movement. I'm sure we looked quite humorous for a few minutes till I figured it out. PT just takes a lot more planning and breaks now.
The babies and myself are doing great. We got to see them yesterday in another level II ultrasound (still a boy and girl, whew!, colors, clothes and stuff are all picked out, mind you).
They continue to be about on track in size with baby boy slightly larger (typical). My blood pressure is staying low and after further reviewing my chart, I HAVE passed the first glucose tolerance test (for gestational diabetes). My PA gave me a scare by saying I didn't and then we did some investigating and someone elses results had been put in my chart. Good, I've heard the three hour test isn't very fun. But really, I don't know why everyone complains about the first test, it tastes just like Orange soda, not bad at all...
posted by Andrea @ 8:09 PM
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