Today's the Day

So Becca woke me up at 4:15 this morning.  And the only reason I didn't slap her in the face for such treason was that today is the day we are set to become parents.  Just kidding about the slapping her in the face.  I would've angrily muttered out some unintelligible words though.  You'd better believe that.

Since it was well before the butt-crack of dawn, I of course had to stop to get some food on the way.  The lady in What-A-Burger commented on how Becca was still driving and Becca didn't get upset about it.  Today really must be a special day. 

 On the way to the hospital I think I was told about two dozen times how hungry she and the babies were.  I can't really blame her.  I mean, she's been eating like a horse for the last nine months and now they tell her she can't eat anything at all?  Poor kid.  Please, wish me luck for the rest of the day.  I can see her getting more and more aggravated as the day goes on without food.  

When we finally arrived at the hospital we were lucky enough to get a front-row parking spot.  Becca figured that meant that we were going to have a good day.  I disagreed when we found out 30 seconds later that we actually parked in front of the wrong entrance.  Figures.  

So then we make our way to the proper building on the right floor where we proceeded to wonder around aimlessly for a good solid five minutes.  If anybody currently employed by the Suites at River Oaks ends up reading this, please take notice of this:  PUT BETTER SIGNS UP.  Just put a giant sign when we get off the elevator that says 'Go Here.'  The guessing game on a day like today = not cool.

We eventually did make it into the right part of the the right entrance of the hospital and were now really far away from our car.  That sucks for me because I have to go get all of our stuff later.  Ugh.  

So we show up to the desk and Becca basically has to sign her life away at that point.  One of the questionnaire deals asks if she has a living will.  Being that the two of us have a combined 4 years experience at various law firms, you'd figure we would have one, but no.  So we started discussing who would actually want all of our crap.  That was extremely entertaining, yet quite dark and I think the poor lady who works at the front desk thinks that we're insanely twisted, but oh well.  She's half right anyway.

So now here I sit in a hotel off of Sunset . . .  oh wait no.  I'm actually in a nice delivery room with faux hardwood floors and a giant armoire that comes stocked with a 14-inch television and a top-of-the-line VCR with a cabinet door that doesn't open.  Well actually it does open, but once you get it open you can't close it again.  And I'm officially not allowed to touch anything for the rest of the day.  Woohoo.

Tomorrow!

It's weird to think that I can feel my babies kicking right now, as I am typing this post, and tomorrow they will be here. Wow...

I'm not really tired. (Kellen is laying in the bed right next to me sound asleep) Not sure if it because I can't sleep or because I sleep till 11 today. I have to get up in 5 hours (4am) to make sure we get to the hospital on time. Ugh....It's hard to explain what I am feeling right now because I'm not nervous at all about having children. Kellen and I are probably the most laid back people in the United States. I think I'm more nervous about having surgery. I know that my doctors do this very often and are good at what they do. Just please pray that everything goes well and that I don't feel anything. 

Anyways, I can't believe that it's finally here! I will post pictures as soon as I can. 

P.S. - Please keep my friend Jenn in your prayers. She is also pregnant and found out that she has preclampsia.  Please pray that she and Graham will be safe. She wants to make it to 34 weeks and she is now at 32! I know she can do it!!!

36 Weeks, 4 Days

Well, 3 people have guess the birthday correctly!! Mrs. Beverly, Lora and Scott! December 29th will be the big day!! Yay!! 

I went to the doctor yesterday and everything went awesome! They got measured and also had physicals . Baby A measured to be 6.2 pounds and Baby B measured to be 6.9. Of course that is just an estimation. Also, they had their physicals. Singletons apparently do not have physicals so I will try to explain what the doctors are looking for. The babies are trying to get a score of 8 out of 8. They look for movement of both babies (kicking, moving arms, turning). They also make sure they are practicing breathing. The babies aren't actually breathing the fluid their lungs are just contracting. If they are practicing, that means their lungs are developing correctly. They also check for a strong heartbeat. Last time we went to the doctor Baby B was apparently being very lazy and not practicing breathing but this time both babies passed with flying colors. 8 out of 8.

While I was at the doctor, she decided that it was time to schedule a time to have the babies. I was SOOO excited! She then began to explain to me what would happen during the C section. I will not explain everything but one thing I was really sad about was that I only get to see the babies for approximately 2 seconds a piece and then they get rushed away to be cleaned and checked. I will then be in recovery for an hour BY MYSELF and I won't be able to see the babies for an hour!!! What the heck! I just birthed the rug-rats and I have to give them up for everyone else to ooo and ahhh over. Oh well, I just pray they are healthy, happy babies. 

Anyway, everyone is invited to greet the babies into the world. I will go back around 8 and the babies will be here shortly after. Let me know if you would like to come! We would love to have you!!!!

35 Weeks

35 WEEKS!!! That means we could have two little babies in 3 weeks IF they don't come earlier! Ahhhhhhh....I can't believe it. Everything has been going well. I haven't swollen any and I'm not THAT uncomfortable. 

So, in this post I have decided to make a list of things you shouldn't say to a pregnant woman:

- "You look like you are about to pop."

- "Wow"

- "When are you due, again?" (If you can't remember the first 30 times you asked, you don't deserve to know.)

- "I'm surprised you've done so well."

- "You look bigger every time I see you."

- "You are huge" (Yes, someone actually said this to me.)

- "You look like you have only gained a little water weight in your face." (Which I haven't.)

ALL OF THESE THINGS HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN SAID TO ME!!! Ugh. From that list the one that I CAN'T stand is, "You look like you are about to pop." Are you freaking kidding me?!?! That's just a nicer way to say you are huge. If you think I'm huge just keep it to yourself. I have even had another pregnant woman (In the store Motherhood Maternity) comment about me being big. Funny, she was just as big as me, not as far along as me, and I'M HAVING TWO!!! So there!!! 

I guess this post is just a way to tell people that it's not polite to just say whatever you want to a pregnant person. Oddly enough, we still have feelings. :o)  

The title to the next post will be "I feel like I'm walking around with the Elephant Man." Just something to look forward to!