The babies are doing great. They are nursing all the time and my breast are crazy huge feeding TWO babies! My belly is somewhat normal but needs toned up. I guess I can thank the babies healthy breast on demand for my rapid weight loss…. and my urge to plant another seed. My husband on the other hand is completely reversed impatiently waiting while he seeks options to get me pregnant again. I know we have a long road ahead of us. Of course it’s never too soon to start looking but I think these two cuties will keep me busy for a while.
I have a lot of stress right now. I’m not going to focus on the causes of the stress. It’s more so other feelings and if the family of my intended fathers is reading please know it’s not because you shared with me but more so the flood of other feelings.
I have been having contractions since Saturday night or Sunday morning. I’m certain its the real deal. When I say I’m in labor it’s because I am. I do not think I’m in labor, my body is contacting regular and hard but spaced out still.
I am beyond tired because the contractions are hard enough that I can not sleep through them because they are so intense. It’s good that I have time to relax in-between the waves.
When they roll in they build up for about 30 seconds and take me away and hold for a solid minute or so and roll back out in about 20 seconds. Contractions have maintained the space but grow longer between. When they peek it feels like anytime but then they roll back out.
Both babies are happy and moving around. Baby B seems to want to kick the contractions. Baby A seems to relax and take on head on for the team! I can feel the contractions work when they do.
I’m so glad I’m not in the hospital right now. I’d already be cut open. I have an appointment tomorrow, that I want to blow off weather I’m still pregnant or not.
My body seems to be fighting the labor. I’m ready. I’m tired. I’m huge, swollen, sore, and many other miserable things. Come on babies let do this.
At this time I’m trying to keep my water from breaking. So I’ve been walking on eggshells through a lot of the contractions and we are not checking for dilation. But I am very agar to find out. But I’m dying to get things kicked up a notch.
I just want to have these babies… *cry* come on body, bring on the painful contractions.. the ones that do not break for breaths. I’m ready for the storm to set sea and flood my body. I want to push the babies out soon.
I feel so ready but like I’m just a sliver from it.
I love seeing how women around the world and women of the past give birth! Here’s an amazing childbirth from Italy.
