Being pregnant with twins has already been a different, yet
fun (for the most part) experience. For one, telling people there are twins in
there is a whole new reaction to experience. People act as if you just showed
then a unicorn, 99% of the responses are positive and exciting, there are the
few people who say things like “oh, well good luck with stretch mark city” or
some equally lame negative comment. Then add that I am a surrogate with twins,
well hell, it’s like telling people about a leprechaun riding a unicorn under a
double rainbow with a pot of gold, lol I must admit, I love the attention and
praise it gathers, though I am not always sure how to respond when they tell me
what an amazing thing I am doing. Is saying “thank you” acceptable, or should I
be more humble and say “oh its nothing” I’m never good at accepting
compliments, I either sound ungrateful or too cocky.
Another difference is the most obvious of them all, The
Belly (it must be capitalized as it is becoming its own entity) I am just shy
of 16 weeks and this bad boy is about the size I was when I was 6-7 months
pregnant with my singleton pregnancies. The other day I was rubbing my daily
dose of Stretch mark cream on The Belly and mid rub I thought “oh what’s the
use?” I am pretty sure I won’t be lucky like my last pregnancies and only get a
few marks during the last few weeks, I am expecting those vicious little red
marks any day now but who cares really? They fade and I don’t plan on walking
the Victoria secret runway show anytime soon. At the same time, it is so fun.
Let’s admit it ladies, one of the best parts of being pregnant is watching your
belly grow, having an excuse to wear stretchy pants and have others see your
belly and let you cut in line at bathrooms, or go out of their way to hold
doors open for you.
There are also some not so fun differences, I have had
migraines from hell. At least once a week and every weekend. It is bizarre, I
wake up with one every Saturday. The only thing I can think that triggers it
would be me eating my first meal around 9am instead of 7am. But I am not quite
ready to set my alarm on a Saturday just to eat. But they suck, I have not had
migraines this bad since I was with my ex-husband (no joke there, that is true,
they coincidentally stopped after my divorce was final). There was also the first
few months where morning sickness and tiredness was much more intense. Now,
please remember I’m one of those women who other preggos hate, I hardly get
sick, even with twins it was like a few days here and there, but never an actual
puke. One other downfall is I am already feeling the effects of The Belly, things
you usually don’t feel until the last trimester. Forget bending over, if
something drops, that is where it will live until a small child crosses my path
and I can have them get it. My hips hurt, if I walk to long my hips begin to
ache, this is something I only had after my girls “dropped” but after a night
of Trick-Or-Treating, I felt like an old lady! Last but not least there was last weeks
bleeding incident which scared me to all hell and I am a paranoid wreck now
going to the bathroom 10times more than usual (if that’s even possible, I might
as well live in the ladies room now lol!)
But even the negative things are all part of the beauty of
being pregnant. I truly love being pregnant, and something about being able to
provide life for someone who cannot is just so rewarding, deep down and soul
healing. It is so beautiful all around.
P.S
It seems like (T) is really opening up to me
more, I was nervous about telling her I felt the babies kick yesterday but she
was so excited and we talked about strollers for a bit even. yay!
