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14 August 2007

28w6d

So they say you hit the third trimester like a ton of bricks.

Whoever "they" are, they deserve a fucking bouquet of flowers. 

I'm suddenly exhausted, and not the drowsy kind of dopiness that defined the first trimester, this has the hallmarks of slapstick to it.  I feel like a narcoleptic-awake...awake...awake....oh! and she's asleep now in front of the pc.  I literally reach points where I feel like Cletus looking into the bottom of the well, going "Yup.  Them energy reserves is depleted all right."

And one of the babies is making it difficult to breathe as she luxuriates on the boppy pillows knwon as my lungs.  I know this because I not only can't see the draw enough breath, but because we had our 28 week scan today.  The scan went ok-the babies are alive and well (but I knew that anyway, because the little guys don't like to hold still).  They're measuring on target for their age, but both have some pretty damn long legs-I wonder if I'll be giving birth to colts or babies with these numbers.   They both weigh a little over 2.5 pounds right now (about 1200g).  I've now gained a kilo that I'd lost over hospital stays, putting me at 24 pounds of weight gain from my pre-pregnancy weight. 

It turns out I had the babies wrong in my head (which isn't hard, as the ultrasounds to me make no sense at all.  It's like looking through the bottom of a glass of Guinness)-the boy is on the left, the girl is on the right, meaning that Twin 2 (the CVS baby) is actually the girl, not the boy.  Twin 2 is the quiet, calm, helpful baby, execpt for that "lounging on Mum's lungs" and "fucking with Mum's right kidney" business.

They gave us pictures of the babies, which I have here on my usual photo stream.  We can see one baby in the photo (the boy), but the girl's photo looks like a Rorcshach Test.  I have no idea what I'm looking at.  I never do.  You'd think after all this time an ultrasound would make sense to me, but nope.  It's a gift that's just lost on me.

My blood pressure was high for me (I'm usually on the lower side of dead, today I was 148/84). they did a blood test as I'm a little concerned about anemia, and I'm on antibiotics for an additional 7 days to keep fighting the various infections.  The doctor discussed the possibility of a vaginal birth-as the boy is the first one presenting and is head down, it could mean they could deliver him and then flip the girl inside to deliver her.  Somehow that option seems....painful.  I'm not decided on the delivery method (although I am very clear on the pain relief, as in "yes there will be some, in every color of the narcotic rainbow) but although I do think a vaginal birth will be easier for recovery, I worry about my pink taco vibrating like a wind tunnel during sex afterwards.  The midwife admonished me to work on my pelvic floor, especially with twins, but once the infections hit I stopped the exercises, so I'm not so much pelvic floor as much as I'm pelvic linoleum acting like floor.  Driblets have been known to occur. 

I'm not proud, I'm just honest. 

I go back in three weeks.  In the meantime, I'm utterly exhausted.  I can't breathe.  I can't pee without thinking of razors, mostly because it feels like I'm peeing razors (there's a "What's grosser than gross?" joke in there somewhere, I'm sure, it's just not coming to me yet.)  I take huge comfort in the babies and their movements, while at the same time it's almost painful sometimes.  I have been having contractions, but not enough of them to stress over just now, so we'll take things as they come. 

For now, it's naptime. 

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You do realize that once Boy is delivered how they will turn Girl, don't you?

Let's just say your OB will be wearing extra long gloves.

Sounds like an encouraging visit. Have a nice kafka-free nap.

On target, nice and active, sounds good!

They will not do that, usually they roll you back and forth until she moves around of her own accord. In case you missed the post about names, my newest baby granddaughter is to be born tommorrow, (thursday), I am putting the finishing touches on the crochet blanket for her car seat. Nothing like waiting for the VERY last minute huh? I gotta get back to it!

As one who had a c-section, I can tell you that the recovery isn't too bad. The first week is tough - mostly getting in and out of bed/chairs.

As for driblets - I had that problem starting in the 2nd trimester and they continued (and increased in frequency) as my baby grew.

You're in the home stretch - hang in there!

I'm thinking you're right - a vaginal delivery of the boy and then flipping the girl before delivery her vaginally as well . . . um, ouch! F*ck that!

3rd trimester.. HOLY CRAPPY...

Sorry you are so pooped.. I can only imagine having 2 babies in there makes everying doubly worse..

Feel better!

Sorry you're feeling so tired and that peeing is so painful.

I had that sudden ton-of-bricks exhaustion two weeks ago, and it turned out that I was anemic. After just a few days of drinking a hideous rust-flavored iron supplement, I feel a million times better. I hope you feel better soon too.

Its so exciting to see those photos even when it seems like another world to me. Have a splendid restful weekend.

I saw women who had had a Csection and really I do not envy them. In the NICU, I was the only one who could move around freely after my vaginal delivery. The other women would hand on the wall, limp, grimace in pain, get infections, etc. I am so glad I was able to avoid that fate. As to my vay-jay-jay recovering, I am pretty optimistic. In France (where Csections are a big no no) you get physical therapy to get everything back in place!

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