7 Months Preggo with Two

Here's the bod in all its glory!  Pregnancy is quite the production for me.  I don't just carry in my belly.  I carry in my legs, bum, arms, chest, face, hair, nails...  I do love the part of my hair and nails.  I have never had such thick hair before and it has become so much wavier.

I'm not going to lie, this twin pregnancy has been an adventure.  I am thankful that I really haven't had major complications.  I was put on bed rest over a weekend when I started contracting.  And now I am suppose to stay off my feet as much as possible.  I've learned there is a difference between sitting down and lying down!  I also drink a gallon of water a day.... there are many many bathroom breaks.

The weird thing is I retained so much more fluid with my first two pregnancies.  Don't get me wrong, I am swelling with this one, but not as bad.  I wonder if it might be because I'm carrying these girls higher... which also might be why I can't breath.  I can't seem to take in enough air.  I get winded just walking from the bedroom to the kitchen.  More often then not, the person on the other end of the phone will stop to ask me if I'm okay.  "Yes, I'm okay, I just breath heavy into the phone like this for everyone".

There is constant pressure.  I waddle.  Any one would get a good laugh watching me put my shoes on.  It hurts to lift a leg up when dressing or getting into my NEW MINI VAN.  Speaking of the van.  It is a good thing it has a "tattle tale" beeping sound that doesn't stop if you don't put your set belt on... the twist I have to do in order to reach my set belt makes me cringe every time I get in.

Sleeping (or lack there of) is another story.  A nice friend let me borrow her recliner.  I keep it in the bedroom and switch from that to the bed through out the night.  I get up about 4 times a night to use the restroom.  It's amazing and wonderful what a nap during the day does for my foggy brain (and grumpy attitude).

I think the twins have retired from being"dancing ballerinas" to now "head bangers" in the middle of a mosh pit.  When they move, they really move.  It doesn't feel like a nice game of patty cake.  I think they are punching and kicking to get the room they want.

To sum it up,  I guess this pregnancy feels like how it felt to be 9 months pregnant with one... but that 9 month feeling started at my 5 month mark.  I am already running out of clothes that fit.  I think I'll just rotate between the three outfits that work right now.  Really - I'm just complaining.  I know too many other moms of twins who have had such horrible pregnancies, so I'm thanking my lucky stars.

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