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Journey to 4!

After weeks of jokes from friends about there being more than 1 baby I started to get a little paranoid. We had an early scan booked for next Tuesday but since hubby was home today we thought we’d try and make it for today.

I rang the radiologist at 9.15am and they said they had an available appointment at 10:20am, which gave me 5 minutes to drink the required 1 litre of water.

I’m fairly certain getting pregnant women to drink that amount of water and hold it for a minimum of an hour before pressing around directly ON their bladder is some kind of modern torture method.

As soon as the radiologist started the scan I could see my nice full bladder, then she moved a little to the left and I could see 2 circles. I immediately thought “Uh oh, all those jokes are coming back to bite us!”. She was quiet for a looooong time and busy scanning. Then she asked if we were planning on keeping the baby, ummmm yes, of course we are, what an odd question! Then she announced, it’s twins! Congratulations you’re having twins!

There was laughter and tears. Both babies are measuring right where they should be and there were 2 beautiful little hearts beating.

A shock, but a blessing. A huge blessing. A whole new journey!

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I jumped on the scales this morning for the first time in months and was horrified. Let’s get this straight from the start, I’ve never been a “small” person, I’ve always had plenty of extra padding. The problem this morning was the scales decided to show me the highest number I have ever seen (for myself), not good.

We are planning on birthing this baby at home, which means we need both myself and baby to be as healthy as possible. The extra weight is placing extra strain on my body and that creates risk.

Obviously, I’m pregnant so losing a lot of weight is not going to be wise, but I will be aiming to get as fit and strong as possible both mentally and physically. And I will be consulting with my GP to ensure that whatever I do is in the best interests of our precious Little Bean.

My stomach doesn’t like it when I’m pregnant. I threw up at least once a day through out both my pregnancies from about 6 weeks onwards. And it’s looking like this one will be the same.

Started last night with my sense of smell being a bit off. Then this morning I had a long list of can’t haves/don’t wants when it came to breakfast. No milk or cheese, no eggs (the smell, urgh!) and I didn’t want toast.

I’m very much feeling the urge to eat well this pregnancy, to nurture myself and my little bean. But it’s really really hard when the smell, thought or texture of food makes you want to hurl.

I settled for a 2 minute noodle sandwich this morning, it was quick and easy and I was starving. But I can rule those off my list of “can eat” now, the slippery texture of the noodles had me gagging. Lunch was some little chicken balls that I had on hand for the boys, the smell of them coming out of the bag and while they were in the oven was too much.

I’m planning on making extras at dinner time so I can have leftovers for breakfast. Now I just need to figure out an easy, healthym, scent free option for lunch and I’ll be right!

Remember how I was lamenting our lack of baby making efforts and awaiting the arrival of good old Aunt Flo?  Well, funny story, this morning I woke up, temped as per usual. Temp had dropped so I figured I’d go POAS to get it out of my system, get my BFN, have a cry and move on ready for next cycle.

All I had on hand was internet cheapies, figured it wasn’t much of a loss to use one of those so pee-ed in a cup, dipped and waited. Had a quick look at the stick on my way back to bed (did I mention it was 6am?). Had a second look at the stick. WTF?? A line?? Huh???

So rush into the bedroom, shaking, pounce on the bed and wake husband up to tell him I’m off to get a decent test. 15 minutes later I’m back from Safeway with a First Response. Here’s where peeing in a cup comes in handy. Walk straight in the house, rip open the packet, dip and wait.

Anxiously watch the pee cross the little window. The line is almost instant. More shaking. Huge grin. Whole lot of giggling. Text message 2 BFF’s results before telling husband in next room. Priorities.

Walk in to bedroom and wish hubby a very happy early birthday. An early Christmas present is on the way. EDD 13th December. Wow. I’m pregnant.  Squeeeeeeeeee!  Here’s proof: