34 weeks

                                                    Here I am.  34 weeks.  Gigantic!  Huge!  Enormous!  It's embarrassing to go out in public because every look and comment refers to the word, "POP".    

I have had 14 weeks to mentally and physically prepare for these twins.  Am I ready?  No.  In fact, I am becoming more and more anxious.  Everyday I rehearse names over in my head.  We have no names!  What is wrong with us?!   

I have this goal that every night when I go to bed my house will be sparkling clean ready for any situation.  This is not happening.  I am slow.  It's amazing how long it takes me to do things.  I look forward to the day when I can clean a bathroom in 10 minutes.  I apologize right now if you are the person who comes to my house spur of the moment.  I'm sure the bathroom will smell like pee (because with David's aim and Ruthie potty training...that is one area I can't seem to keep smelling fresh).

My mother is coming for a month.  I am counting down the days. 20 days now.  I am more excited to have her come than to deliver the babies.  I know that sounds terrible.  I just am a little nervous about 2 babies coming out!  Especially when the ultrasound tech said their heads are measuring bigger than normal.  Oh boy.

I have been so blessed.  It has been a problem free pregnancy.  I have not had any complications.  I am grateful for that.  I feel like the babies are healthy.  This has definitely been my hardest pregnancy...duh.  Being huge on the outside AND inside is an uncomfortable experience.   

                                                                          Let's talk about the cons:

I have a pinched nerve (at least that's what we think it is...feels like a cracked rib or a hernia) which constantly provides a sharp pain on my right side 24/7.  Going to the bathroom is a joke.  Seriously, I have never experienced this before.  The babies will move and I have to go to the bathroom.  Even if I went 2 minutes prior.  My legs cramp every night and I spend the whole day with sore calves.  I have a mustache from dark spots under my nose.  Sitting straight up is crazy uncomfortable.  The heart burn is terrible.  Any sudden movement makes me sweat and light headed.  My back, oh the aches and pains in my back.  Bending down is comical.  Basically...all the complainants of a woman's last week of pregnancy...only it lasts much longer than a week!       

                                                                        Now let's focus on the pros:

I am having twins!  Can you believe it?!  I seriously can't.

I get nervous and anxious before every delivery.  This is a trial of my faith.  I tend to lack faith and let fear take over.  You'd think a 30 year old women won't be afraid of a baby (or babies to be exact).  Am I strange?

I try to visualize what it will be like having 2 babies.  I just can't.  How do you pick up and hold 2 newborns at the same time?  I need to start giving myself motivational pep talks in the mirror.  Something like...."I am awesome.  I am Shera!  I can do this."

Thanks for the chat.  That's an update from me.  In case you were curious.