24 Weeks

Here I am at 24 weeks. Still getting bigger. I still feel pretty good, but it is getting hard to move when I lay down and hard to bend over.

Pregnancy Progress

Went in for a doctor appointment yesterday and everything is looking good! My blood pressure was great and my weight is awesome. As a matter of fact, I think she still wants me to gain more between visits. She told me I should gain quite a bit more by the next visit. I am still measuring the same as I did last month, which I can't see how since I am noticeably bigger. I think the babies have moved down a bit and so when I lie on my back there is more room for them to "fall back" into. The nurse did have a hard time finding our little girl's heartbeat, though she could see her moving and was picking up her movement on the doppler. I have a feeling that this is an indication of things to come..... She just seems to already have a mind of her own. YIKES!!! I go back in a month for a sono and the 1 hour glucose test. If I pass that then I will go back in 2 weeks for 2 steroid injections to help mature the babies' lungs in case they are born before 34 weeks. My doctor also said this is probably the last month I will feel good and I quote " will feel like death warmed over" after that.

We are very happy that things are looking so good so far. The babies are moving all over the place. They are getting strong enough now that you can see my tummy move when they move some of the time. Andrew is totally excited. He told me the other day "I want the babies to get out now" and when I asked him why he told me "because I want to see them". Awwww He is also so cute when he kisses my tummy. He usually just walks up and will kiss my tummy just below and then just above my bellybutton. One kiss on each baby.

Wordless Wednesday ~ A Real Bat and Ball

Andrew Anecdotes

Two stories about Andrew today. First, ever since my Grandma died and we explained to Andrew that sometimes when some one is old they die and go to heaven. Well, then he asked like who so we went through the whole list of who would eventually go to heaven. One of them was Bruce (the dog). Now EVERY time we meet some one new Andrew tells them "My dog is Bruce, he's going to die. Then we are going to get a girl puppy". We have been telling him over and over that Bruce isn't going to die for a long, long time. He doesn't seem to care.

The next story I am sure is going to sound very funny to you all, me not so much. Every once in a while his Mother's Day Out doesn't have the carpool line and I have to walk him to his class. Well, yesterday he kept telling me that I can't go into his classroom, over and over. He was practically on the verge of tears when I said I wouldn't go in. Well, later that night when Marc asked him why he didn't want me to come in he got real agitated and wouldn't say at first. Then he finally whispered "because mommy is fat". Marc thought it was hilarious and I, on the other hand, started to pretend to cry. Well, that really made him upset and I almost made him cry. He knew what he had said was kind of mean. Then he started to make excuses like " so and so's mommy can't come in because she's sick" stuff like that. Really the sad thing is that he is finally getting to that age where the way mommy looks, or acts is going to embarrass him. That really made me want to cry.