That's a tricky one...

Yesterday, while trying to climb in my lap to read a book, Logan says to me "Mom, move your tummy". Sorry babe, but I think that problem is only going to get worse from here!

10 weeks

Yesterday I hit double digits - 10 weeks! The book says that our babies are an inch and a half long, are almost fully developed (in terms of having all their parts), and my uterus is about the size of two grapefruits. That sounds about right.

Over the last week, I have been able to use the doppler to find a single heartbeat at different times. Last night, however, I was delighted to hear two separate heartbeats! What an amazing sound. The first one I found was on the top left at 183-185 bpm, and the other was bottom right at 178-179 bpm. Both strong, loud, and beautiful.

So I am not thrilled with this picture because my shirt is a little big, and therefore looks a bit tent-ish, but here I am at 9 weeks 6 days. I really need in-between clothing. All my regular shirts are too small, and my maternity shirts are too big. don't even get me started on pants...

Love

My son has to be the cuddliest child I have ever met. Seriously, this kid could hug all day. I should count sometime, but if I had to guess how many smooches I get from my boy in one day I would bet it is between 20 and 30. Easy. I adore this quality of my sweet son because it means that I get to hold him, close my eyes, and soak him in as much as possible. His new thing during a smooch is to squeeze my cheeks with his little hands and smooch my lips. The best part? When he squeezes my cheeks he says "Mommy I grab a your chicks!". Oh swoon...

Another of my favorite qualities of my boy is his pure innocence when it comes to people and friends. He knows that the daycare kids are his friends. He knows that Nolan, and Brock and Jaiden are his friends. He knows that Jack and Jack are his friends! But the sweetest thing is when we are at the mall, and he sees a child crying, he will say "Mommy, that friend is sad". Or he will see a kid outside and say "Mommy, that friend is riding a big bike!". Everyone is a friend. Pure innocence. Maybe we should all think like a two-year-old.

A bit of this and that...

Logan's verbal skills have really just amazed me. He talks in full sentences, has full conversations, and says things I have no idea where he picked it up. My favorite thing is listening to him on his monitor when I put him down for nap. If he isn't tired right away, he will sing songs, read books, talk to his animals, or count. Yesterday when I was listening I heard this:

"April, May, June, July, apple juice, blueberries, and milk!"

This really made me giggle.

When I go get him from nap, he says goodbye to all the animals in his bed, and puts his football safely in the arms of Puppy. This is a fairly new thing that he does, and I love that he is constantly coming up with new ideas on his own.

This past weekend we FINALLY went to visit Ben, Stacey and Jack! He is the sweetest little thing! SUCH a good baby. If I can guarentee two babies like him, I would be more than lucky. Stacey is an awesome Mommy. She is so relaxed, organized, and really just transitioned to the role of "Mommy" gracefully. I just wish we lived closer so I could see them more often, and could take care of Jack when Stacey goes back to work.

A picture from our visit: Stacey and Lindsay with "Our Boys"!

8 Weeks

I'm 8 weeks into my pregnancy with the twins. Just 4 short weeks until I reach that all-anticipated Second Trimester. That brings a world of less morning sickness, more energy, and a little dose of reassurance that you are out of the woods regarding miscarriage threat (for the most part).

I have been asked for a belly picture, and frankly, I was reluctant to take one this soon! I am about as big as I was at 14-16 weeks with Logan. I guess, in theory, that is about right considering I am half that gestation, but carrying two babies. It may not exactly work that way, but it makes me feel better to think of it that way!



Other than that, my all-day sickness has been at an all-time worst. I got a script for an anti-nausea drug that has really been helping. I am finally starting to feel a little bit like a normal person again.

Um.... What did you say?!

We had our much anticipated OB appointment yesterday! The night before I was so anxious that I barely slept. We got to the appointment and waited... and waited... and waited a little bit more! Finally, Dr. Wenzel came in and started the appointment. It was routine stuff - no lunch meat, don't lift more than 25lbs, etc. At the end of the appointment she looked at my bloodwork from when I first found out I was pregnant. She looked at my progesterone level and said "Wow, that is a good level.. like twins-good". We all giggled and I joked about how none of my pants fit anymore and I am only 7 1/2 weeks along.

We went into the ultrasound room and I was shaking. I was so nervous! I think I was mostly nervous because I knew what we would find out....

She put the ultrasound wand in and I saw it. I saw them. Two babies. TWINS! I started laughing hysterically. I mean, isn't that what one does when they find out they are having twins? Brian looked dumbfounded, and Dr. Wenzel confirmed "Yup, it's twins!". I literally laughed the entire time we were in there. Laughed so hard I cried. Brian was silent, just looking at the screen with our two babies heartbeats.

Two babies.

TWO!

Introducing... Jack Benjamin!

Stacey and I have been friends for almost 18 years. Eighteen years! We have been through every single milestone you can go through. High school, boyfriends, fiances, engagements, weddings, pregnancies, and now motherhood. Stacey is one of those people that I would not only trust with my own life, but would also trust with Logan. She is already an AMAZING mother, and I can't wait to see what her sweet little boy turns into. I have yet to meet this little ball of squishiness, but when I do I am going to smooch those little cheeks like nobodies business.

Jack was born on our 4th wedding anniversary - May 27, 2010. It was kind of poetic thinking about how 4 years prior Stacey was standing next to me as my Matron of Honor while I married my other best friend, and now here she was introducing her baby into the world. I am so happy for Stacey and Ben. Baby Jack couldn't ask for better parents!

"Morning" sickness...

The term "Morning Sickness" is a joke. A big, fat, stinky joke. There is nothing about my all-day sweating and dry heaving that is resigned to the morning. This morning sickness is so much worse than what I had with Logan! I guess you get what you ask for! I did beg for this since it would mean that I am pregnant, and that my hormones are good and strong and so should be the baby. But, geez man.