Short version: Everything is going great and I am gigantic.
We had a growth ultrasound a few weeks ago and the babies look wonderful. No concerns whatsoever. They were both head-up, so I'm hoping that changes in the next month if it hasn't already. They were measuring in the 55th and 52nd percentiles and had heart rates in the 150's. They're really active babies, which is so much fun. I'm slowly but surely getting an idea of their personalities. My theory is that the baby on my left side will be more of an instigator and the baby on my right will be a little more laid back. We're waiting til they're born to find out genders, just like we did with Harriet. That moment when Andrew told me she was a girl was probably...no, easily...the best moment of my life. I wouldn't trade that for anything...although it's tempting when cute crib bedding is on sale.
I'll be twenty-four weeks tomorrow and I'm really starting to feel it. I've gained just under forty pounds so far, and I'm expecting to gain another twenty or maybe even thirty. The weight gain has really slowed lately due to the fact that I can't remember the last time I was hungry. I'm learning that hunger feels like heartburn, and I'm just trying to eat every few hours whether I feel like it or not.
Probably one of my biggest challenges lately is restless leg syndrome. It has been taking me at least an hour and a half to fall asleep every night, and I'm waking up about three times per night, so I think that the days of restful sleep are over. I was pretty anti-tv for Harriet until this pregnancy. Clifford has been my saving grace on an almost daily basis as it gives me an hour to rest or some extra time to get stuff done if I happened to lie down while Harriet napped. When the twins arrive, I think we are going to give her a stuffed Clifford "from the babies" since he is her absolute favorite.
And now for some belly pics. Brace yourselves, people...
|a few weeks ago|
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|a few minutes ago|
part of it.