Hello? Are you in there?

I haven’t been posting much, but there really hasn’t been much to say. I mean, I could log on every day and tell you just how fat and uncomfortable I feel, but I actually want the few people who stop by to keep reading. And there’s nothing more fun than reading someone who has the same complaints, day after day.

In the meantime, I’m going pretty stir-crazy waiting for the BIG ULTRASOUND. It’s two weeks from today, which still feels like an eternity. I got so spoiled in the beginning, getting some kind of check-in every two weeks. When I go on the 29th, it will have been 4 1/2 weeks since my last appointment of any kind, and seven weeks since my last ultrasound! I know, plenty of people go longer, etc etc. But still, I’m impatient!

As a first-timer at only 15 weeks, 6 days, I don’t think I can feel the twins yet. According to everything I’m reading, it could be any old day now, but it’s really hard to tell! I’ll get all kinds of funny feelings, twinges, bubbles, etc., but it’s so easy to attribute them to something else. Gas, uterus stretching, or even just created completely in my head. I’m so looking forward to knowing for sure that it’s the babies kicking away. And yes, I’m aware that I’ll be trying desperately to take those words back in a couple of months.

More than anything, I just want to know that they’re both doing OK in there. It’s very strange. They’re obviously “with me” 24 hours a day. But at the same time, I haven’t “seen them” in almost five weeks. I can’t wait to see how much they’ve changed, make sure they’re both doing well, and of course find out the genders. One of each would be just lovely, but I’ll be excited either way.

Other than that, I’m somewhat uncomfortable lately. I know it’s only a teensy little taste of what’s to come, but there it is. After dinner, when my stomach is full, I can hardly take a deep breath for all the crowded stuff in there! I’m still really tired, and I’m finding myself with an upset stomach more freqently than in my uneventful first trimester. What happened to that whole “2nd trimester is a breeze” thing?? Still, I can’t really complain that loudly. For all the tales of people having to be on IV in the hospital because they were throwing up so badly, I’m getting off easy. So far.