Even though I feel like I've been pregnant for at least two years, in reality it has only been 33 weeks. That's right, I still technically have SEVEN more weeks to go. The good news is that full term for twins is 36 weeks, which is only THREE weeks away. The bad news is that if they don't come on their own, I won't be induced until 38 weeks. FIVE MORE WEEKS!! So I really hope the magic number is 36. Send good thoughts of the number 36 my way, people. Please.
Before I post any of the "cute," posed pregnancy pictures, I want to show you the reality:
|This is yesterday|
Yep. Glamorous, right? Most days, I don't shower, put on makeup, or even wear my own clothing. For the most part I stay in bed wearing basketball shorts and T-shirts that Ryan is kind enough to let me wear since even my maternity clothing is uncomfortable as sin. Standing up for longer than a couple of minutes is not much of an option and walking is about as fun as riding a bike with no seat attached.
But just for fun...here are the posed shots:
|11 or 12 weeks|
|13 or 14 weeks|
|About 16 weeks|
|Around 18 weeks|
|About 20 weeks|
And then the pictures get fewer and farther between because it was at about this time that I started staying at home most of the time since discomfort and pain only kept increasing by the day.
|Somewhere in the 20's|
|Further into the 20's|
|29 weeks when the babies decided to try to come|
|Two days ago at Lowe's...|
|...because I HAD to be present in order to make a decision. Because we all know that men cannot be counted on to make certain important decisions on their own!!|
And there it is. Our 33 week journey. It has been crazy uncomfortable and painful and tiring and emotionally draining...but I feel so blessed to be able to go through it. The babies are growing wonderfully and we have not had any huge complications, which I am so grateful for. So, stay tuned because hopefully within the next THREE weeks we will have two more birthdays in our family!!!