A Big Milestone

Today, I had another ultrasound and doctor's appointment. The babies are doing great! We are 32 weeks along, which is a HUGE milestone in their development. Their weights were as they should be with very little discordance; Lily weighed in at 4.6 and Liam is a bit bigger at 4.9 which means I am carrying just under 9 lbs of baby in me. YIKES! Oh, and I am 165 lbs and measuring 42 weeks. The ultrasound photos were a little more vague as they are getting so huge.


As for me... I am still on bed rest until 35 weeks (like I could do anything anyway). My feet turn blotchy and purple and start to tingle if I am up for more than just a few minutes. Also, I have constant tightening contractions which worsen if I get up. From here on out, I have weekly appointments at the OB and weekly Non-Stress Tests at the Hospital... I'm glad we live so close and Mum really could not be coming at a better time... c'mon Friday! Still... no stretch marks (yet)!

The End of an Era

Well, that might have been a bit dramatic. Today, Abigail and Paul had their last football class of the year. Abby was excited because she came home with a medal, a brownie, yellow candy and a certificate. Paul was excited because, even though he sacrificed watching a Manchester United game for it (that's a BIG deal), United still won their game. I was excited because they brought home an egg McMuffin for me. But seriously, this has been such a great experience for both of them and the big coup for Abby was making friends with Avery... the girl who brings her own pink ball. Abby had her eye on it since day one and finally, after making friends, they shared it. What a funny kid.

Thank You

We have been receiving such generous help lately, it is really overwhelming. The woman across (or "acrost" as they say in Utah) the street has been bringing us a feast every Thursday this month and Abby has been so impressed by this act of service that she insisted on writing her own thank-you note. She started asking me to spell out every single letter and I, being busy with a crossword puzzle, told her to sound everything out and just write. I went back to my puzzle and about 5 minutes later, she announced she was finished (I, being the ever-attentive mother I am, had forgotten what it was she was even supposed to be doing by that time). I cried when I saw it... she really isn't a baby anymore is she? I had to scan it before we delivered it (which brought more tears from the recipient). Here it is in all its glory:


I love the part where she forgot how to spell "the" and just scribbled something in. Also, I was surprised at how well she was able to phonetically spell words she had never spelled before. My baby is all grown up.

When It's Appropriate to Use the Word Hate

I believe it is appropriate to use the word "hate" when talking about mayonnaise, bad drivers, getting needles put in your arms, yappy little dogs, sin and David Blaine.

Our Night at Labor and Delivery

Last night, my contractions, although not painful, were getting pretty close, so I went to the hospital to make sure everything was okay. Luckily, it is only 2 blocks from my house. Well, it turns out, the contractions were pretty regular at 5 minutes apart so after monitoring me and the babies for a while, they decided to do a cervix check and a fetal fibronectin test. The great news is that I'm still not dilated at all and the fFN test came back negative so that means no delivery for at least 2 weeks. Whoo! Also, the babies were so active they kept kicking off the monitors so the nurse was not worried about them at all... little stinkers. The bad news is that I have a little infection which is what they think was causing all of the contractions in the first place so, I'm on an antibiotic and hopefully that will keep those puppies at bay.

So, after a long evening, we got home about 12:30 AM and found my friend Heather, who had been watching Abigail, had cleaned and organised our living room and kitchen top to bottom. I wanted to cry. I am so fortunate to have a monopoly on the best friends around. Hopefully we will not have any other scares. The babies will be born perfectly healthy at 36 or 37 weeks and will already be on a good schedule and will never cry and eat perfectly well, etc. etc.