The Twins

I know what you’re thinking… another post, already?! It’s true, that is what you’re thinking AND this is indeed another post in the same week. I must have too much time on my hands. Onwards!

Baby is growing so well. I can tell because I had (ok, “had” is a very specific and possibly not an appropriate word to use here, perhaps “felt like I needed” might be a more appropriate turn of phrase to describe the situation) to buy a maternity support belt to help hoist up the belly/baby. It’s started to feel like she was hanging over my waistband, like literally falling down over my waistband like this:

I'm pretty sure this is where I was heading had I not purchased the support belt.

I also know she’s growing well because at random my limbs will fall asleep. Like this morning, I was laying on my left side and before I knew it my right heel was numb. So strange since I was most likely compressing the circulatory veins in my left leg, which was not numb. When I sit a the table to work on my computer, or eat, my legs like to go numb. I kind of like this feeling because I think “oh, little Baby is getting fat so she can get born looking healthy and cute, this is wonderful!” All part of the miracle.

She’s also working on her audition routines for Cirque du Soleil. She’s pretty adept at contortion:

She works on this move daily.

And I’m pretty sure she has her sights set on mastering something like this:

I get startled every time she practices this one.

I have to tell you this dream I had this week. In it I had given birth (but the dream started when we were coming home from the hospital so you’re spared the gory details) not to just one baby, but to TWO babies. One boy and one girl. And get this, they came out 3 months old. Oh, and they came out before the due date. So here we are bringing home not one but two babies, one of whom is completely unexpected (literally and genderly speaking,) early, and they’re 3 months old. We get home and I realize they came so early that I hadn’t had my baby shower yet and we didn’t have so much as a DIAPER in the house. About the time I’m realizing this I catch the baby boy with one of those Super Bounce rubber balls in his mouth as he’s about to choke. I pull it out and suddenly it dawns on me that we have not BABY PROOFED anything which clearly means we live in a Baby Death Trap where everything is lethal and we’re going to be thrown into jail in 5 minutes when some caring hospital worker stops in to see how we’re settling in with the Twins. I’m pretty sure I woke myself up at this point, it was way too dramatic to stay in that reality.

As you can see, things are progressing as they should. I’m having all the normal pre-baby anxiety about being prepared. I can’t wait to start having the Giving Birth nightmares.

Luckily my beautiful girlfriends Yvette, Brie, and Michelle are throwing me a baby shower on March 3rd. So if the baby decides to come early she can only do so after 3/3/12. That way we can have our home stocked with essentials (ie: diapers and a car seat since that’s all she’s really going to need when she comes home from the hospital… but at present those are 2 things we don’t have.) I don’t anticipate an early arrival because she really needs to stay put til she’s plumper. But who knows?!

Today the gray crib arrives! I can’t wait to take apart the espresso one (and carefully put it back in its original packaging to return to the store) and put up the new one! Then I’ll have to put Alan to work on dreaming up some glorious modifications. I can’t wait to see what we come up with.

Here are two self portraits of me from this week:

Coming up on HeidiandJoshandtherealbaby: “Craigslist… Good for More Than Just Hand-Me-Down Furniture”