In the spring of 2014 I found out I was pregnant with twins and started documenting my journey in a weekly post. I will be periodically posting these past writings, starting from the beginning. This was written Sept 2, 2014.
I’m 34 weeks pregnant (wahoo!). That equals lot of weeks pouring over new information on a topic that used to be pretty foreign to me. First there was learning about pregnancy: what to eat, what not to eat, how much to exercise, how much to lift, vitamins, dealing with heartburn, nausea and of course coping with the big ol’ belly.
Then I moved on to learning about baby gear: what stroller to get, swings, bouncers, rockers, bumbos, playmats, changing tables, baby monitors, cribs, clothes and diapers! Each one of these items took careful consideration with a lot of time searching craigslist and amazon reviews.
And then there was birthing: learning about effacement, dilation, how to know when it’s time, all the stages and phases, how to relax your body to let the contractions move through, how to push, what an episiotomy is, what happens when you have an epidural, what happens when you don’t.
There’s been a lot of learning going on and so now, here I am. The nursery is ready, I have my hospital bag ready, copies of my birth plan are printed out and waiting by the door. I even have my labor playlist loaded on my phone complete with a little “Good Vibrations” from Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.
I’m all set but now perhaps it’s time to start thinking about what we’re going to do once they’re here. After all, there is going to come a time very soon when they decide they are ready to meet the world. At first I didn’t pay the whole mothering thing too much mind cause I figured it would come as a natural instinct. But like most things, the more I read, I’m learning the less I know. Sleep schedules, feeding schedules, tummy time, bath time. Will I ever be able leave the house? I know I’ll need to for my sanity but all these considerations make parenting look like the world’s longest marathon that doesn’t really ever end.
Everyone who has had twins say the first year is awful and I won’t get any sleep. It supposedly gets easier after the first year since you have two to keep each other company but the first year is said to be a rough one. I can also see how different parenting philosophies between my husband and I could get in the way and cause some friction in our Fairy Tale land. I’m not exaggerating when I say we really do have a picture perfect marriage but we also don’t have a lot of challenges either. That’s gonna change real quick. We are really great at working together but we are sure to have some testing times ahead of us.
I’m trying to take it all in and strategize for what we’re going to do but sometimes it feels like I’m cramming for a college final for a class that I never attended. Of course there are tips and lessons we can take from others, books and people who have been in our shoes, but I think a lot of it we’ll be taking as it comes and learning from our mistakes. For now I think we have the most essential part of this nailed down. We love each other and these babies more than anything. And for now, that might be all that matters.