25 Weeks

The twins are weighing-in at 1 pound 13 oz. and 1 pound 8 oz.

We had our perinatal appointment today (High-Risk OB), he said they were doing great, which is EXACTLY what we needed to hear! However, I did have a reaction that I did not expect to have.

He told us that once I hit 32 weeks, he would want to see me every week, just to make sure the girls were growing okay and that one twin wasn't taking nutrients away from the other. No big deal.

Then he said, the part that really got to me.....

He said he'd see me every week starting at 32 weeks until 38 weeks.

I began to have a panic attack.

38 weeks does not sound like any crazy number when your pregnant and a normal gestation is 40 weeks, HOWEVER... I am pregnant with TWINS!

I am 25 weeks pregnant and am about as big as I was before giving birth to my first daughter, so 38 weeks, as in 13 more weeks to go, might as well be an eternity!

I actually cried in the elevator as we were leaving. Yeah...I'm THAT girl.

My husband tried to be nice and remind me that the Doctor wasn't saying that I would DEFINITELY be carrying the twins until 38 weeks, just that 38 weeks was as long as I could possibly go.

Still, it's the dead of summer, the heat is awful, I'm already too big to get any sleep at night, my heartburn and reflux has kicked in with a vengence and I'm pretty sure my belly-button is going to pop completely out this time around.

Just looking at how big I am now, I literally gave myself a migrain just thinking about how much bigger I could possible get if I carried these girls to 38 weeks.

Of course I've been praying this whole time that the girls will be born fat and healthy, and I know the longer they stay in, the greater that chance will be. However, even 35 weeks sounds light-years more appealing to me than 38 weeks!

I probably sound like a huge, pathetic wimp right now, but I can't help it. I'm exhausted. Pregnancy is draining enough, but carrying twins, truely is double the work, oh and did I mention I'm also busy chasing around a 14 month old all day long...I don't know how you did it, Kate Gosselin, but at least you got to be off your feet and on bed rest for most of it!

Don't get me wrong, I am beyond ecstatic to be having twins, and it is the most divine exhaustion I have ever felt, and I will do all that I have to do to make sure these girls are okay...but I'm still gonna find something to whine about...at least a little bit :)

Yucky

There are very few things that scare me.

Snakes, do.

I hate them, I loathe them, I cringe at the sight of them, I can't even touch a page of a book if there is a picture of one on it, it's that bad.

Imagine my horror when my husband came into the kitchen the other night and said,

"I'm going to tell you this as calmly as I can. I just killed a snake in the front yard".

After throwing up in my mouth, I immediately started looking at new houses to buy on the internet...I wonder if we could find something, close, and move, all before the twins arrived.

Since apparently moving was out of the question, I made my husband launch a full assault on the perimeter of our house! He got this "Snake-Away" powder at Home Depot, and we have even tried the old remedy of moth balls.

BIG MISTAKE.

My house smells like moth balls, it's like being 8 years old again, playing in my grandma's attic.

It's awful. It's not just the house, it's the front and back porch, the front yard, the driveway, literally EVERYWHERE.

I've been burning candles, spraying air freshener, I'm close to sticking dryer sheets in all of my air vents, but nothing masks the smell.

It's starting to get embarrassing. Our neighbors even said they could smell the moth balls from THEIR yard.

How long can the smell possibly last? This insane heat, isn't helping the odor problem either. I'm praying for rain, maybe that will help. I told my husband to pick up all of the moth balls, but he hasn't yet, I think, out of spite.

We have officially become, the smelly house on the block. Great.

Frustrated

No idea what happened, but after spending an hour completely re-doing my layout, my sidebar widths, and making my blog look super sweet, I just lost everything I did.

It's all blogger's fault, I can't figure out what happened!

Totally frustrated right now, sorry I don't have a better post for you guys...

UGGGGGH.

Happy Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all the dad's out there, but specially MY amazing dad, and my amazing husband!

The hubs got to enjoy a round of golf this morning and come home to cards, gifts, and funfetti cupcakes....is there anything better?

We had dinner at my parents house, which was excellent because I didn't have to cook or clean dishes!

All in all, it was a great day, filled with lots of love, laughter, and most importantly, FAMILY.

I'm one lucky woman...and I know it.

So, again, Happy Father's Day to the amazing Dad's/men in my life!

Renew!

So, you may have noticed I'm re-vamping my blog a bit! Please, be patient as I try and figure everything out! I'm trying to organize it a little better, hello? Organization...one of my main nesting qualities of which I only get the urge to do when I'm pregnant!

Stay tuned for the changes!

As promised...sort of

Okay, so I really WAS going to post all kinds of pics of the house, but as I was taking pictures today, I realized how incredibly messy my house is. I'm slightly embarrassed...so once I actually clean...I promise, pictures will be posted!

I hand-painted wall letters for the twins, and they turned out SO good! Not to toot my own horn, but I'm really proud of myself!

Annabelle and Gabrielle, are the names we picked for our sweet girls!
And, here's a pic of the cribs, we still need to get bedding, changing table, decorations, but the room is already so cute!
So, this is the wall in our dining room. It's some kind of faux paint...not feeling it at all. I'm thinking about wallpapering with some fabulous chic damask design, but haven't completely figured out what I'm going to do. You only get to see the wall, because our dining room table has turned into our space to throw all of our clutter on!
This is our den. See the green walls, see the horrible furniture?? It needs a face-lift. I want to go with a blueish-green on the walls to lighten everything up...the pea-soup walls just aren't doing it for me anymore!
Any suggestions??? Now, off to clean, so I can post pictures of the rest of my house!

Is it weird?

Is it weird that I've only been in my house for 6 months and I ALREADY want to re-do my den?

I realized I never posted pics of our house, so I promise, promise to get on top of that tomorrow! We never bought new furniture for our den (wish we did). The furniture is simply too big for the room, and the paint color is NOT us. It's a dark olive green, it's a beautiful color, but it just doesn't mesh with our personality, we are more light-colors, people. But, we tried something different when we moved to our new pad, so snaps for us! Unfortunately it just didn't work...I think I've convinced the hubs to tackle the challenge of a re-paint job!

He finished painting the twins room, AND put together the cribs...it looks SO STINKING CUTE, I can barely stand it! Again, pictures tomorrow...promise!

So, in a perfect world I would love to have the den, master bath, and dining room all re-painted before August....I won't hold my breath though :)

The Teething Monster

I'm happy to report my husband and I have made it through, quite possibly, one of the hardest weeks we have EVER had to endure as parents.

LO started the whole teething process kind of late. Apparently it's different for all children, but Lo did not get her first tooth until she was 11 1/2 months old. Yes, she showed signs of some discomfort but nothing I couldn't handle.

I was so excited to finally be able to start filling in the "My First Teeth" section of her baby book (don't laugh). Naturally I felt like the biggest moron ever, I don't know the difference between incisor, cuspid, molar....her first tooth was her bottom front-right one...that's as scientifically correct I get with "tooth names". Luckily, the page had a diagram of all the teeth, so I just drew a line to the bottom front-right tooth and labeled 11.5 months. Voila! Best mom ever!

Anyways...at her 1 year check up, the Pediatrician looked in her mouth and said "looks like those molars are about to come in".

How exciting! More teeth! Sure enough, I pried her mouth open and saw on the roof of her mouth her so-called molars about to cut through.

Well, that was 3 weeks ago. Nothing too much to report, I kept checking, but nothing. Then this week, something was off. LO woke up, not herself...she was a straight up MONSTER! I say that with as much love as possible.

Must be the teeth! Those tricky molars, I was shocked when I pried her mouth open to see that her top front-right tooth was completely out! I wasn't even expecting that tooth to make an appearance yet! Along with her brand new top tooth, her so-called molars, AND the teeth next to them were starting to cut.

4 teeth at once!

God Bless any parent who has been through this before. It's AWFUL. She was so uncomfortable and pitiful, she didn't want to eat, didn't want anything in her mouth including cold teething rings, the pain reliever and orajel never seemed to take the edge off long enough. A week of no naps, crying tantrums, no appetite, inconsolable madness. Our ONLY saving grace was that she STILL slept through the night. I can only attribute that to her being severely exhausted from not having any naps during the day though.

whew.

It's been a rough week, but I have to give my hubs props, he was a huge help and kept me calm through the whole process!