And the fun begins!

Starting this week I have to go to the doctor twice a week to monitor the boys. Tuesday's to my doctors office for the Biophysical Profile(measures heart rate, movement, fluid, muscle tone and breathing) and Friday's to the hospital for the Non Stress Test. It's all very cool. Gotta love preventative medicine! I love that I don't have time to worry about them because I go so often, but I still worry every time I go that something will go wrong or be bad. Will the worry ever end?!?!

The other day, I drove myself completely insane worrying about having contractions. I wasn't even having any, but the books say that you should be paying attention to them. So, I laid on my side and kept my hand on my belly to see how many times in an hour it got hard. Problem is, when you push on the babies they push back so my belly got hard. I wasn't having any symptoms of ANYTHING, but I was driving myself out of my mind. I wanted to stab myself and get it over with! Tim isn't allowed to work until 9pm anymore. I can't be left alone that long with my own thoughts!

Registering

So, I finally registered and it wasn't as fun as it thought it would be. It was too overwhelming; there's just so much stuff to look at. But, at least it's over and I got a good parking spot :)

thanks Meg, Kristyn and Mom!

Awe, Baby Gifts!

Timmy bought our first Denver Bronco baby gifts. They are so damn cute! He seemed really excited and it made it all feel a little more real.

24 weeks!

Wow, time flies!

I had my 24 week ultrasound appt. today. I brought my mom with me this time since Tim was at work. It went really well. Babies are growing perfectly. Each weighing a pound and a half and right on track. Moving around like crazy and posing for more pics!

Ultrasound tech: Did you come up with names yet?

Me: Nope. Tim doesn't like anything

Ultrasound tech: Still? Haha.

Then she told my mom the story of when she told us we were having twins. She remembered our shock and also the shock of finding out they are 2 boys. I love that she remembers us! My mom was pretty excited to see them in action. I think she cried; I know I did. She already thinks they are cute!

We got to see one of the babies open it's mouth and swallow. It's so bizarre.

Me: Tim thinks it's gross that they swallow the amniotic fluid

Ultrasound tech: Tell Tim that he did it too. Every baby does.

Me: I did and I told him that's how they learn to swallow.

Ultrasound tech: Does Tim know they are also swallowing baby urine?

Me: Um, NO. I don't share that much with him. He doesn't need to know :) You should have seen his reaction to the vaginal discharge section of the book. HA!

She laughed, of course :)

My Boys!

The pros of having 2 boys:

They can’t get pregnant (this was Tim's)
We don’t have to pay for a wedding
No teenage girl drama
I never have to lift anything heavy again
I can leave on Sunday and let them all watch football
I get to call them and Tim, “My boys!” ?(this is the best one!)

The cons of having 2 boys:

I don’t get to buy girlie clothes and shoes
I never get to buy anything purple, pink, or yellow or with cute flowers on it
I don’t get to pass on my make up tips
I don't get to be Mother of the Bride

Oh Boys!

We had another ultrasound this week where we found out the sex of the babies. Since we already knew that one was a boy, we were hopeful that the other would be a girl. Since it was our 19 week ultrasound it was very detailed. She checked the hearts to make sure there were 4 chambers, the blood flow around the bladders, measured the heads, femurs and arm bones for growth. It was a wonderful, amazing experience. They were moving around like crazy! Kicking, punching, moving their hands. We even saw Baby B move his mouth. One of them curls up in a ball with his hands by his head like me and the other stretched out with his feet crossed like Tim.

Ultrasound technician: Ok, let’s see what we can find out. Ah, there it is.
Me: What?
Ultrasound technician: The penis.
Me: Oh. Is that what that is?

While we were looking at the skull of Baby A, Baby B decided to move in and flash us. Yep, you guessed it; another penis.

Tim: YAY!
Me: Son of a bitch!
Ultrasound Technician: Awe, you guys are so funny!
Tim: Woo hoo! (I think he actually did a dance)
Me: Oh, shut up!
Ultrasound Technician: 2 boys! You’ll love it
Me: Sure, they won’t help do any housework and when they grow up they will leave and never call their mother
Ultrasound Technician: My brother is 39 and he calls my mother every day
Me: Not that I don’t trust you and think you are great at your job, but what are the chances that one will end up being a girl?
Ultrasound Technician: …Um, none. They are boys

At first I was upset. We wanted one of each. I’ve had time to get used to it and it’s growing on me. I’m just so happy that they are healthy and growing well! That’s all I was really praying for. And, not only are they both boys, they are identical. Wow! Somehow, we went from not wanting kids, to getting pregnant the first time, to twins, to the rarest form of twins - Two Boys! God is smiling and laughing at us!

Who says doctors aren't comedians?

I had my 19 week appt with the doc last week. My doctor, who has been my ob/ gyn for 15 years, thinks he’s funny too! Not only does he still laugh and say “twins!” when he sees me, he was looking at my weight gain and made this comment:

Doc: Try to watch the caloric beverage intake

Me: Um, I don’t drink anything that has calories

Doc: Oh, I was trying to be delicate and start with something easy

Me: It’s ok. I know. I gained 4 pounds in one week. It wasn’t juice. It was ribs, fish sticks, a hamburger and sweet potato french fries

He isn’t really concerned about my weight gain overall, just that I put on 10 pounds since last time I saw him. Come on, the babies got bigger too :) Plus, I was wearing more clothes this visit.
I had a hard time with the amount of calories I was told to consume for the babies. The 300 each. I panicked one week and thought I wasn’t eating enough. Obviously I was wrong! But, now I know and have been doing fine. Not gaining more than a pound a week if that. I’m still eating enough for the babies to get what they want, but not indulging in all the things I haven’t eaten in 8 years in a weeks time. Who says weight watchers doesn’t get in your head?