Big Old Babies

I went to the Doctor today for another baby "growth scan." The babies were very wiggly and adorable on the sonogram. I got to see them suck their hands, and Sean opened his mouth wide in what looked like a yawn. They are "butt to head" which I'm sure is big fun for them! Little Maia has her head firmly wedged into position, determined to be FIRST. I asked how they would do that in the cesarean that I'm going to have to have-- will they take the first presenting baby first, or what? The sonogram tech said she was pretty sure they'd take her out first since they'll do the incision very low, and she'll be first there. I'm sure she would be very disappointed to be all lined up to be able to crow that she's the oldest and then they screwed it up by intervening. NO CUTS-IES!!!

Anyway, the big news is that Maia weighs (according to the measurements) 4 lb 7 oz and Sean weighs 5 lb 7 oz. Amazing!! The average for twins at this gestational age is only 4 lb 4 oz, so both of them are bigger than average for twins. I'm also at 32 weeks, which is considered the place where everything is "downhill" from here. If I were to go into labor and have the babies, they would be in excellent condition-- even if they weren't as big as they are already! Andrew apparently came 2 weeks early and was just barely 6 lbs, so his little boy is almost there already. I, on the other hand, weighed almost 8.5 pounds, so they're maybe going to take after me. :) I even got the coveted "third trimester OB" parking pass. This means I can park in the space right next to the handicapped spaces at the hospital, rather than trudge a million miles for the regular parking. It's been a bonus day.

I'm in a fabulous mood because of this! I went to the store to buy my necessity of oranges (I have to eat one almost every day!) and I was so happy and smiley that people can't help but smile back at me. I get lots of looks-- I'm sure people are thinking "Whew! Look at how huge she is!" According to the tape measure, my belly is as big as a woman who is normally at 40 weeks. So you can see why people keep saying "not very long now, huh?" When I tell them it's actually almost 2 mos still, they tend to be shocked. It's sort of funny. I keep joking that I ought to start pretending to be going into labor-- freak people out. Say "Ummmm.... do you have any boiled water or towels?" while gripping my tummy as though in pain. People tend to panic anyway, and it might be sort of funny. Hee hee.

Andrew is out of town now till late Sunday night. So he's working, and I haven't gotten in touch with him about the babies' weight yet. But he'll be very happy, too. It's obvious they're getting bigger cause my belly is so huge, but it's nice to know it's actually baby in there and not ice cream. :)