First, it is a boatload of fun to see people's reactions when they find out that it actually is twins. The most common response is the bug-eyed, slack jawed reaction. There is also a slight head adjustment in which people move their entire heads forward in disbelief. It's a lot of fun to tell people I'm having twins! I'm going to be sad when everyone knows and I can't shock anyone any more.
Second, shocking people at having twins is going to be less likely over the next weeks and months. My belly is HUGE. And it's just going to get bigger. I know you've seen the belly shots from a few weeks ago, but it really doesn't do justice to how quickly I'm growing. Here's an objective example. On Monday, I bought a new jumbo sized swimsuit to swim laps in. While there are tons of maternity swimsuits, they are mostly for splashing around the pool and not for actually exercising in. My enormous arms and back are crying out for a little toning, so I want to swim. So I bought a regular, but jumbo sized speedo swimsuit on Monday. On Friday, when I put it on to go to the gym: it didn't fit. I could not pull it up over my belly. Monday, fit; Friday, too small. That is how quickly I am growing big. Again, let us all note that I am 15 weeks. I swam in my regular jumbo sized bathing suit with Conor until I gave birth. Y.I.K.E.S.
Finally, I am pooped. POOPED. POOOOOOPED. Friday night, I passed out on the sofa at 7:15. I finally got off the sofa and stumbled into bed about 9:30 and slept mostly ok until 7 am. Then on Saturday afternoon, I took a 2 hour nap. I had only a little problem going to sleep Saturday night and am looking forward to going to bed early tonight. I am concerned about my energy level. To read and write (what professors do a lot of), I need a wee bit more energy than I am feeling at this exact moment. And without the liquid motivation that is coffee, I am concerned about writing the 4 papers and the grant I want to get done before I pop out these two babies.
So, umm, yeah. Twins. It is not the same pregnancy as Conor. I'm sure my age isn't helping, and the fact that I'm not in as good of shape as I was with Conor. Still. It's not the same at all.
It's great. Really. I am loving it. But a few extra hours in the day when I could sleep would make it all a lot better.
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Regarding the fatigue. Just in case you haven't already, make sure your doctor checks your thyroid levels. It may just be normal pregnancy tiredness but always good to play it extra safe with twins.
I'm really enjoying reading about your journey - thanks for sharing it with us.
If you're having fun with people's reactions now, wait till you're pushing them around in a double stroller. It's quiet the conversation starter.
We actually didn't find out ours were twins until around week 15, at my wife's SECOND ultra-sound. First we knew was when the ultrasound tech said "Nobody told me this was a twin pregnancy." The adjustment period was a little traumatic but we mostly got through it by laughing at the reactions we got from everyone we knew when we told them.
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