I have reached 30 weeks. Hallelujah! I am so happy to have reached this point and also very happy to see the light at the end of the tunnel with twin pregnancy! A twin pregnancy at 30 weeks is gestationally comparable to 40 weeks with a single baby. So things are starting to get very rough:
1. Sleeping through the night is a thing of the past, and boy do I miss it. At this point I fall asleep propped up on a ton of pillows. I can’t lay flat because I have horrible heartburn and it makes it worse. I can’t sleep on my back because that’s a big no no in pregnancy (not that it’s comfortable anyways) and if I sleep on my sides for too long the weight of my belly makes my hips ache. Oh and I also get up 1-3x a night to pee. But I guess it is all preparation for the lack of sleep I’m about to really endure right?
2. Work. Even with cut hours sitting in my chair at work is difficult. Again, the weight of my belly (which is the size of a bowling ball) pulls on my hips. No Bueno. I am officially out on leave 1/20, so 3 more work weeks left!
3. Swelling. I’ve been marginally lucky with swelling. I drink a Shit ton of water and that does help, but my rings are off. Christmas Eve was the last day I could do it. I miss them already.
4. The damn glucose test. I passed the one hour at 21 weeks, but Dr Guile thought it was a good idea to re do the test as just a pre caution since it’s not usually done so early. I was nervous last week when he asked because…it’s Christmastime, damnit! Doesn’t he know how much sugar is around me right now? My office is flooded with cookies and candy and chocolate and so I panicked when he asked me to re do the test last week. And guess what? I failed it. By 7 points. I found out on Christmas Eve and thought I could cry. That meant I had to take the dreaded 3 hour glucose test, and if I failed that i would be diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes. So upset and stressed all week, but today I sucked it up and went to do the test.
For those of you unfamiliar with how this test goes, let me tell you- it’s a fucking nightmare. You go in, they draw your blood. You then drink the syrupy glucose drink, and then they draw your blood once an hour for THREE hours straight. Oh and, you have to have been fasting for 8 hours before. Your not even allowed water while you sit there and wait. It’s awful. Luckily I was able to work from the waiting room and the time did go by quickly. I’ll find out the results tomorrow, and hopefully I’ll pass.
Tomorrow I leave for San Diego for a friends wedding. My Dr gave me a note saying I was approved to fly, and since it is only a one hour flight, it shouldn’t be a big deal. I am under orders to not push myself and to rest when I can, and to stay hydrated at all times. Anything can happen at this point so it’s important to take good care of myself this weekend.
After this weekend we need to get the car seats installed, pack my hospital bag, finish the nursery and start interviewing pediatricians! I feel like I have so much to do and so little time to do it. I’m just looking forward to matt and I being home together to get everything ready!
Anyways long post I know. I’ll post again after finding out my results of the 3 hour test (please wish me luck!) and post pics from the wedding! Happy New Year! ❤