its the final COUNTDOWN!!!

This just in....10 more weeks to go for the goal of 36 weeks! WOO-HOO!

Still walking around without a limp! actually, I did the "cabbage patch" the other day...it sorta freaked out my hubby. I guess seeing that much baby-belly doing a 1980's hip-hop dance would freak me out too.
Went to see the cardiologist last week also about the irregular heartbeat I have been having. So far everything is checking out as okay....whew!
Nothing more freaky than knowing you are responsible for a large family and wondering if something is wrong with your ticker! I have to go get an ultrasound on my heart next week to make sure it is nothing big. So far the doctors think it is just caused by having 2 kids growing and slowly taking over my body. update to follow!

Anyhow, the last baby-doc visit was on Wednesday, and I am officially growing at a faster rate than a single pregnancy. I guess that until this month, the belly was measuring the same as a singleton. Not the case this week...I have officially jumped from 26 to 30 in weeks-measured. That also puts total weight gained at 17 pounds. The babies are over 2 pounds each now.

I have no idea what to expect in the next month, but EVERY single time I go to the doctor they keep on giving me this speech about how it is all going to get ugly very very soon. I appreciate the warnings, but COME ON! Isn't it bad enough to just KNOW things could be getting harder and harder without someone reminding me every 2 weeks. Maybe they just think that I am supposed to be more miserable by now?

The conversation goes something like this every time....
nurse/doc: SO....how ARE you?
me: pretty good!
nurse/doc: REALLY?
me: yep!
them: Are you still working?
me: oh, yeah....
them: part-time, now, right?
me: No, actually, still full-time!
them: REALLY?
me: yep!
them: any problems walking?
me: well, my right leg goes numb after standing for too long, but, so far so good.
them: REALLY?
me: yep.
them: You DO know that things WILL be getting harder.....MUCH HARDER for you to do soon, right?
me: that's what I hear...I just hope I can keep going. my husband takes good care of me when I am home...I think that helps a lot.

them: well, don't be too surprised if you have to stop soon!

me: I know, I know....I'm just trying to be optimistic and hope for the best. I'd like to work until the end if possible.
them: well...you know...just don't get to set on that!
me: yes, yes, I know.
them: You DO know that it IS going to get pretty bad soon, though...right? I mean, you really might get pretty uncomfortable and miserable towards the end now....
me: yes, yes.....thanks for the warning! See you in 2 weeks!

So, I leave every visit wondering when the bomb is going to drop. I am hoping it will never happen, and that I will just get slower and slower at doing everything. I mean, it is not impossible to do this, right?

twin-insanity setting in

okay...not to make every entry about having twins, but......

I am soooooo restless. I am going out of my mind! All I can think about is twins..... twin stuff, twin names, if there is enough room for them when they get here. On and on it goes! It is as if I had never had a kid before.

I guess it is a little hard to get off of the mind when they are physically attached to my body 24 hours a day. I just keep thinking of how many more days, how many weeks until the 36 week goal (less than 11 weeks left!) and how well Jeff will do when I go back to work.

Certainly, I feel more comfortable leaving them with him than with anyone else I know. He is more calm and relaxed than just about anyone else I have met. this is good, because I would assume there will be moments of temporary insanity once the stinkers arrive. On the other hand, I can be a bit,....well,....shall we say.... "controlling", and a bit of a micro-manager. Good when things just need to get done, bad when patience and letting somethings go when needed. Not so good when total chaos occurs and I feel the need to have things go a certain way when there is NO WAY possible for it to happen.

Jeff could have the living room on fire and just be calm and cool the whole time. He would say something like this when I came home:

Jeff: "Hi...nice day at work?"

me: " uh, why does the house smell like smoke?"

j: "oh, you know, just a little fire this morning.....do you wanna take Abby to tae kwon do, or should I?"

me: "uh....WHY does the house smell like SMOKE?!!!"

jeff: " you know, things burn, you put them out. I'll get the carpet cleaner out later and wash the burn-marks. Abby needs to be at class in 15 minutes..you or me driving?"

me: "Uh....excuse me, but WHY WAS THE HOUSE ON FIRE?"

j: Oh, who knows, Mallory was riding the dog and knocked over a candle. on the upside it sorta smells like autumn apple candles mixed with that nice roasted marshmallow smell...should last a while"

Me: "what?"
jeff: " um...the fire is out...no biggie...now, we have about 12 minutes to get abby to class...."

It used to drive me nuts how calm he can be...no worries. Now it has started to rub off on me.

I like him. I think I'll keep him around!

still not set on a great girl name

although we have pretty much figured out what our #1 choice for a boy name, I am still not sure on a great name for a girl.

Girl names are tricky...not a lot of really good ones left after using up 6 choices on our current girls.

I need HELP!

p.s. I registered at walmart and target for baby stuff...I guess a friend of mine is going to throw us a shower, however I do not know when it is going to happen? I wouldn't usually toss the "buy me stuff" card out there, but COME ON...it's flippin' TWINS..these guys are about to take over our house with their diapers and endless list of baby equipment!

can't wait to meet the little stinkers!

Calling all Bagel- pagels

Heads up and hint-hint to all pagelly-bagelly folk. I am not working thurs, fir, sat or sunday. note also that today is jeff's birthday, and that I am ordering a RIIIIIILLLLLY delicious cake that will be at my house on SATURDAY.

Perhaps you like to eat cakey, too?