Sunday, March 7, 2010

And the winner is...

I had to tell someone that I was pregnant that who has boundary issues. I really didn't want to tell her because it means I have to start pushing back, setting boundaries etc and that just pisses me off. She yelled "oh wow, I'm gonna be an aunt". Er, we aren't related and also .... what!!!!! Who does that! We are inviting friends to be aunties and uncles (instead of god parents) but she doesn't know that. She just assumed her involvement in our kids lives. Right now she lives in London. Please let her meet someone who hates to fly and keeps her totally occupied.
And my husband isn't too keen on her being in our apartment!!!
Ohh, interesting times ahead.

All we have to do now is get through the pregnancy. And at this rate I will be as fat as a fat cow with weight issues. I'm not eating a huge amount and I have gone off chocolate (shocking) but my weight keeps creeping up. I am trying to exercise but I am so crap lately. I haven't exercised at all today. I started out for a 10 block walk. Ended up jumping in a cab and shopping for tonight's munchies!! Oscar red carpet watch. Jewels, dresses and vapid inane chatter - oh I can't wait.

And the winner is.. my two babies that are now the size of a lemon.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

The past, present and future.

The second twin class is NEXT Friday. Duh. I have serious pregnancy brain.

So, my lovelies, today is a day of remembering and projecting. My husband lost all his family over the years and his great grandparents to his parents had stuff that he keeps in the safe box. Today we looked at wedding rings with dates like, 1900, 1933 and the like. A lovely old watch from 1920. The stuff isn't like Rocka.fella stuff but it has all the history we can tell our little ones about where they come from. German passports with yellow stars stamped on them. Name changes at Ellis Island. That sort of thing. It was amazing to sit there and travel through time.

Then we went to his godparents in NJ. They gave him away at the wedding and are just the most supportive loving people. We went over for brunch and there were enough bagels to feed a small army!! This time we came away with yet another bag brimming with home-made food and two pillows. They were hand sewn by my husbands grandmother (or great grandmother). They are just beautiful. One is a colourful flower motif and the other is a blue lattice style. I'll use them in some way as baby things. Not baby pillows clearly, but perhaps motifs or something.

So that leads me to the future. We have been through a few decorating ideas and reconfiguring of the apartment to fit the nursery in. It looks like we have come across a solution to let us all fit in the space that is really 'home' and comfortable. Home. With my lovely husband, two old cats and two little ones. I hope I never take any of this for granted.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Twins in the city

I went to my first twin class yesterday. 16 people (sorry 15, DH couldn't make it!) from 6.30pm to 9.30pm led by a vivacious and very old school New York type women in a cool space in SOHO.

I did learn a great deal but that isn't what this post is about.

I have to tell you about the people in the group, one couple in particular who where hilarious.

So, there I was, clad in Eileen Fisher coz it's the only thing I had that was clean and comfortable. With the exception of a young couple in their 20s, we where all 30's, 40's and one women looked like she was in her late 40s. GOOD ON HER!

My concerns were mostly medical - what can I do about post partum depression, especially since I am prone to anxiety? Do I have to have a CSection? To doula or not to doula?
Then there was hippy couple. Cotton clad and concerned for about all things organic. Poor momma had round ligament pain at was 31 weeks and had to lay on the floor. Her hubbie was clearly weary of all the helping her up but put on a brave face for the crowd. Then there was the Japanese couple who said very little but when they did where funny, self depreciating and a pleasure to be with. The guy was so proud to be a dad-to-be!

Now for the others...
Least offensive of the offensive crowd was "Tod and Jilly'. Jilly was 28 weeks and clad in L.ulu L.emon. Perfect little bump, perfect fake messy hair, expensive track shoes and subtle but very sparkly bling. Tod was in a pink shirt (sorry, what is with that) and was just 'super', everything was just 'super' and he couldn't wait to get the little ones out to the Hampton's and hopes they don't have the same issue as last year when their nanny didn't want to live in the Hampton's for the summer (I was left with a little bit of puke in my mouth after that comment)

But the award goes to 'SuperDuper' couple. Him: chalk grey pin stripe suit with fancy socks and the most expensive phone I have ever seen, what looked like real ivory glasses, legs crossed with sprawling arms and attitude to make you want to poor coffee down his pants. Her: 28 weeks pregnant. 4 inch heels, sheer black stockings, little black dress and rolex watch. His main concern: why are the toys so ugly? Hers: what's the best way to get the 3 month olds to Rome in the summer?

I burst out laughing.

Do I sound horribly judgemental? Well, I am. Actually she wasn't that bad. I think she dressed like that to please him. He was so self important and so mean. He said how he couldn't wait to throw out her maternity pillow and 'garb'. WHAT AN ASSSSSSS

Everyone wanted to know about the latest strollers, the best cribs, where to hire 'the staff". Everyone except me and the young couple next to me who nearly fainted when SuperDuper asked " should we have two night nannies and two day nannies or just one night nanny and two day nannies?"

I had to leave when the school talk started. Designer dude wanted to know if he should send both children to the same private school or separate schools. Since he has one daughter already he is talking about paying $100K a year for educating three small children.

Who are these people?? It was like spotting a rare bird that you thought never existed.

I love New York. Most of the people I meet and know are kind and considerate. Most of the people I know send their kids to public schools and think very highly of the education their kids are getting. Most of the parents I know wouldn't dream of spending $4000 on cribs. It was like watching S.ex in the City - entertaining and nothing to do with real life.

I have the second class tonight and this time we are meeting in the Upper East Side. Oh this is gonna be hilarious!!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Ob visit #2

Saw Dr K again today. The little ones looked fine, flipping all around. Didn't get to see them for very long and didn't get a picture either. But I did get to see them.

My platelet measured just a tad low. 149 and they like over 150. So, retest and wait and see. Everything is groovy. No diabetes etc. Blood pressure is good. I am having my thyroid tested just to be sure.

I asked her if she recommends home dopplers and she vehemently said "oh no, they cause more pain than pleasure". Mind you, this is the same doctor that didn't see the point of a having a Doula because I will be having a C section. The point, my dearest doctor, is to help the WHOLE family cope with two new living things and all the freakin' stress!! Bet she doesn't like cats!

So, touch wood, things are stable. And we got the OK to travel, even plane travel. So I may persuade my DH that a weekend in the Bahamas would be just the thing. He is really nervous about going anywhere ... just in case. It's amazing how IF effects us all differently. We are both travelers, love the open road and adventure yet he only wants to go to Washington DC for our weekend away .. just in case.
I am cautious in a different way. I am spending less time reading IF blogs, less time interacting with the IF world. Just in case... just in case I have to write the dreaded post. The one where everything went wrong and its all over.

DH wants to stay close to home and I want to run away!!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Nothing fits.

I am in a very odd 'in between' phase. My regular clothes are too tight. My maternity clothes are too big. Nothing fits.. just right. Doing my head in.
The sizing for maternity clothes is a joke. Size 1 - tiny. Size 2 - gigantic!

And WHY OH WHY do all the damn sleeves have to be puffy??? I look like a damn football player in drag! And the V-neck shirts. I am amply blessed and even I don't fill out the v-necks.

I give up!!

I've gone back to ordering a size up from my normal size in regular clothes and having them altered. I think when I am back to normal I shall treat myself to new clothes. Mine are looking a bit ragged.

Didn't sleep at all last night due to cats jumping all over me continuously. So snuck home for a lunchtime nap!!
We have our first twin class tonight. Really looking forward meeting other couples in the same situation.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

unzz'd

I have worked it out. I need to get 12 hours sleep or else I am knackered all day. Yes, it appears I am some sort of idiot when it come to all things pregnant!! Eat more, sleep more and all is well. Although, I will ask Dr K for a thyroid test and an anemia test.

I walked 15 blocks to work today. Slowly but surely. I do enjoy getting a little bit of exercise in. It actually makes me happy.

OK. Off to endless meetings about shyte that really doesn't matter.

Other than that, just preggers. :-)

Monday, March 1, 2010

zzzzzzzzz

I am tired today. Ohh ya. Got up for my 845am doctors appointment only to be told its next week -doh! I wonder if I am not eating enough or taking enough vitamins or something. Tired, hair falling out and had an enormo zit this morning out of nowhere! I have started taking an iron supplement coz anemia runs in my family. Anyone else feel/felt like this?

I have had a few moments of 'donor realisation'. I see women with babies that are clearly made from their genetic pool and it hits me that our little ones are not. It gives me pause but doesn't make me sad. I know I shall love them and go all gushy over them. But still. I think, what of me would they have manifest?
To be honest, they are still somewhat unreal in there. I know I'm preggers but its only when I see them that I get all 'mommabear' like. The rest of the time its a low level anxiety and low level awareness. And an aching need for coffee injected directly into a main artery.

Last night, coz I was so tired, Dh agreed to watch English TV on the bed. We cuddle up and he starts to stroke my hair. I fell asleep and snored through the whole murder mystery!!!!