At this ultrasound both babies had gained weight..... Baby A is about 3 lbs 15ozs, and Baby B is about 4lbs 110zs...... looks like he will not be wearing any of the preemie stuff! Kind of ironic since he was the one that started off being so small.
People are surprised that I am still out and about at 34 weeks...... frankly, I am too. Guess my body and mind are stronger than I give them credit for. When you add up the babies weight and all the fluids that go with them, I'm carrying about 25 lbs of baby "stuff" around. I'm about 43 weeks pregnant when it is all said and done.
Daddy did some last minute baby stuff this weekend and is putting in the car seat bases as I type this. We are ready for the babies. It is such an emotional thing for me think about. I just can't imagine what the first time I see them will be like. Three years worth of every emotion you can possible have will come out at that moment. I know it is cliche, but never were two babies wanted more than these two.
I worry about being a good mom, I'm sure everyone does. My mom gave me a good wake up call the other day. She asked me why I thought I'd be a bad mom since I did everything, went through so much to get these babies here. She said they are lucky to have me and that I have a lot of love to give them. This is true. Sure I am not the only woman to suffer through infertility. Going through it does make you stronger. Each test, each procedure, each surgery makes a mark on your soul that will be there forever, however it will be healed the moment I hold my two children. They may have been created by science, but for the past 34 weeks they have been nutured by me and they will be loved by so many people. I know every infertility story does not have a good ending. Hopefully someday they will all end in success. For us to be doubly blessed is nothing short of a miracle.
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