Monday, December 12, 2011

Thirty Six Weeks!

Still baking here.

And to be perfectly honest, I'm done as mush as I can be. This post will probably be a litany of complaints just to warn you, I'm not a happy or comfortable camper. I have hit the thirty-six week wall hardcore. I am now contemplating begging the doctor to end my misery this Friday, though I don't have much hope that he will. Why is it so hard right now, I will tell you.

  • Constant heartburn in the afternoons. It hurts so much that my ears burn. Yep stomach acid is burning my Eustachian tubes. No bueno.
  • Very sore areas on my stomach. I have a spot that the babies love to kick that is just stretched to the max. It hurts when something brushes against it it hurts when Baby B's butt decides to burrow there, it just hurts constantly. Unfortunately this is the same spot that gets squished by all counters and tables.
  • I can hardly walk. It feels like I have a bowling ball trying to exit my pelvis, so I waddle and I'm slow. It hurts, have I mentioned that?

I am gonna stop right there because I don't want to come off as a sour Susan or anything like that. I am truly grateful for these girls I am just not sure there is much more room in my tummy for these blessings. I cannot wait to have them on the outside to snuggle, cuddle, and love!

Eight more days at the most folks! I'll try to update once more, but if not there will be a birth post soon.

5 comments:

Kellie said...

You have every right to complain. I remember how bad I hurt at the end of my twin pregnancy. My pubic bone even hurt so bad and it gets so hard to move or get up! At least you know it is almost over and then you will have 2 wonderful little baby girls to hold and love. Good luck with the last week and hope everything goes great with your Christmas babies!

Martin Pulido said...

"like a bowling ball trying to exit my pelvis"... Don't worry. It's only like a bowling ball trying to exit your pelvis. In reality it's two bowling balls. Really, complain away. I hope your twins come soon and healthy.

Lindsay said...

Oops. I just posted under my husband. That was supposed to be Lindsay Pulido, your co-worker from a couple years back.

Jess said...

I thought so Lindsay! Thanks for the comment, your son is adorable and I am a reader of his blog as well.

Abby O! said...

Dear Jess,

I'm sorry that my prediction was wrong. I really had high hopes for the moon pulling out all the stops. Stupid moon! Failed me again! ;)

Know that I think begging your doctor to go at on Friday is more than legit... if for no other reason than your MIL is free as of that day!!

Loves,
Abby