I had my midwife appointment on Thursday, and I’m measuring at 22 weeks (if there was only one!). No wonder I feel so huge all of a sudden! Still no movement from the littles, or no movement that I can say with confidence is from my children, not from gas. I’m eating way better (and more), but I’m still eating a lot of dairy to get fast protein. I’m conflicted about it, but I’m mostly sticking to yoghurt, and the odd cheese on a sandwich. My appetite has been so off, that I need fast and efficient food, which unfortunately means dairy sometimes. I’m trying to pick organic at least. Once I stop working and I have a bit more time, I’ll see if I can find some local yoghurt so that I can meet the farmer (and maybe the cow?). That would make me much happier.
I’m starting to get in a bit more exercise, which is necessary now that I’ve started gaining weight (10 lbs since I weighed myself last month – trying to keep my ego quiet about that!). I’ve been walking at lunch and taking some long walks with the dog and husband in the evenings.
The nausea is subsiding, and my energy is returning. Looking back, I didn’t even realize how bad I was feeling until I started feeling better. Now that I am feeling better, I’m into a full on nesting mode. The kitchen has never been cleaner; I’ve gathered some boxes to start packing up my books, getting ready for the big move in July. I’ve made a list of everything that needs to be done before then, and hopefully I will be mobile for a while longer. Our new house is growing along with the babies. The rough is going on, and soon windows and doors will be arriving. It’s fun to watch it grow along with my belly!
Emotionally I’m finding stability again, and starting to get excited about my two little babes. I know it’ll be twice the work, but I don’t really have anything to compare it to, so I won’t know it’s twice the work! Also, I can’t get over other people’s reaction to having twins. Honestly, it makes people so excited! It’s sort of infectious.
The other nesting side effect I’m having is worrying about where we live. I mentioned in my last post about considering moving to the suburbs. I still get impulses to move out of the city. I want my kids to grow up building tree forts and feeling free, not confined to a backyard deck, a stroller and a park. The housing prices in this city are absurd right now, so there’s no way we could find something in town with a big back yard in our price range. Anyway, I’m settled on living in the new house for a year, and then we’ll figure out where we’re going.
It’s so strange to think that in a year I’ll be a mother of two….
Oh, and the midwife wrote me a recommendation for an ultra sound in week 19! Hopefully we’ll get to find out the sexes, which will make name choosing so much easier.
Thank God for the second trimester, everything looks a bit brighter when you don’t feel like you’re dying!