38 Weeks & Some Change

I tweeted today that it felt like a day of lasts, and tomorrow would be a day of firsts.

I took my last solo subway ride into the city. Ate my last lunch by myself; alone with my thoughts. Pleased myself as I pottered about the flat cleaning, and making crepes for super. Tonight we’ll drink tea and watch uninterrupted TV by ourselves for the last time.

Tomorrow is the invasion and we won’t be alone again for a long while.

We’ll meet our hybrid Cylons for the first time.  Though I feel like we know them already. We’ve given them nick names, and real names. We’ve been talking to them (and I’ve been singing the theme to Big Bang Theory) all summer. We’ve felt their kicks and jabs get stronger and stronger. We’ve seen them grow on our monthly and eventually weekly scans from a collection of bones to the chubby buggers they looked like on Friday.

They’ve taken over our flat, our lives and my poor body.

And tomorrow, they take over our hearts.

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Breaking Out of the Apartment: 0 to 3 months

I started to go a little stir crazy this week, even though we are full steam ahead for the c-section on Tuesday it just feels like I’ve been pregnant forever and trapped with ever decreasing circles of mobility. I swear the Cylons had yet another growth spurt yesterday, and my belly feels so tight and heavy it’s getting really oppressive. So, I’ve started to fantasize about what we’ll get up to in the first 3 months of the invasion, and which places will be Cylon and Cylon Raider friendly.

I’m probably overreaching somewhat (huge surprise there) but here’s my ‘breaking out of the apartment’ list:

  • Stroll around the communal garden – starting things off slowly
  • Getting coffee – I’ve been checking out all the local coffee shops to pick the ones that aren’t too busy & have space for the stretch stroller
  • Hitting up the waterfront & other local parks – fresh air is our friend
  • Watching Alex play tennis wherever
  • Dim Sum in Queens
  • Hair cut and color – can’t wait to be able to have my highlights put back in (haven’t had hair dyed since Feb!)
  • Brunch w/ friends anywhere
  • Road trip to the outlet malls to shop for winter weather outfits for the Cylons
  • Walk around Stone Barn Farm w/ the Cylons in carriers
  • Ferry into TriBeCa for coffee/lunch with friends

Okay, that list doesn’t look too scary but I guess I might be thinking differently next week when we actually have the Cylons in our arms….

My birth plan is written on an etch-a-sketch

Well it turns out that Cylon B is full of tricks. At today’s scan B was showing as transverse, and I am hoping that s/he is flipping between head down and transverse given the amount of wiggling going on. So gods knows what will happen now: c-section or natural? It’s all down to the flip of a Cylon.

If (or should that be when) I go into labor then they will scan me to see what position the little trickster Cylons are in, and we can take it from there.  The issue with B being transverse is that in theory after A is delivered B will flip around and deliver naturally as well but there is a chance that B could decide not to flip or freak out, and then an emergency c is on the cards. And, how cool would it be to be able to deliver naturally and via a c-section! Within minutes of each other!  Yeah – not that cool.

So I am just going with the flow. Whatever needs to happen will happen, and I’ll be seeing my OBGYN at the end of the week so come up with a “plan” for next week. My guess is that I’ll come in for a c-section next week, and if when they scan me both babies are head down then they induce me there and then as I can’t keep carrying. But that’s just my “medical drama” educated guess.

On the plus side the Cylons are measuring amazingly well – 6lbs 5ozs and 7lbs. So I am lugging around over 13lbs of Cylon chubbiness! Even with the margin of error for these scans these are good sized Cylons. Despite all the hurdles  to getting pregnant my body is apparently quite the hospitable host, and everyone keeps telling me that I am carrying well.

I was in the elevator at the hospital today going up to my scan appointment, and I was surrounded by OBGYNs who were in a heated discussion about meal times when they were growing up (whether or not your parent(s)  enforced the ‘eat everything on your plate rule’ or not). The older OBGYN was asking the civilians in the lift as well, and when he got to me he just had to compliment me on my bump especially when they other OBGYNs (possibly students) correctly identified me as carrying twins. I thought he was about to burst into song about the magnificence of my bump.

37 Weeks

As suspected my OBGYN was as surprised as the rest of us that Breech Cylon had turned. But that’s the thing about twins they always keep you on your toes. (If they can pull these tricks before they are born who knows what they’ll be like when they are out in the wild!) She’s still keeping the OR booked for the c-section on the 25th just in case s/he flips back but as long as they both stay head down then we are on track for a regular delivery, and now that I’ve hit 37 weeks they are officially deemed full term so they are ready to…

… COME ON DOWN! THE PRICE TIME IS RIGHT!

Except that despite their full term-ness and cramped quarters they apparently haven’t got much interest in coming out so we are stuck in a holding pattern till they change their minds. Okay, they aren’t that much in the driving seat. My OBGYN won’t let me go beyond 39 weeks so if they don’t get a shuffle on then I’ll be looking at an induction. Ugh.

Really hoping that they make an appearance soon as the waiting is starting to get wearing (and I could do with a break from the swollen ankles and feet that leave me looking like Frankenstein’s Monster by the end of the day), and the Cylons’ kicks are so strong that I reckon that the inside of me is covered in tiny little foot prints, and any day now they’ll claw their way out a la Alien. They are crazy active – how will we ever swaddle them?

So we’ll see what happens this week. I have the usual round of scans, non-stress tests and check-ups scheduled but I’ve got my fingers crossed, and given that Alex has a company away day on Wednesday they will probably put in an appearance then.

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