The Joys of Twins

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36 weeks begins

Today I started my 36th week and went to see the OB. I weighed in at 191 lbs and my blood pressure was 130/80. So my body is feeling the pressure but not enough for concern. I’m still 1 cm dilated and 20-30% effaced.

She did my Group B Strep test as well. The group B strep bacteria is usually harmless in adults, but it can cause a serious infection in newborns. Between 10 – 30 % of pregnant women carry this bacteria and can pass it to their babies during labor. So they screen for it in the 8th month of pregnancy and if found positive, a pregnant woman receives antibiotic treatment during labor.

The doc said she was going to call the doc I’ve been seeing over at the Perinatal clinic and get his thoughts on how things are going before making any decision about induction.  While I was on the phone with Mom on the way home, my OB called back and left a message.  She had spoken with the perinatalologist and the decision was that the 12th will be the furthest out they’ll allow me to go. 

I have to admit this was a big relief because I was starting to worry they might let the boys just keep going and going (like energizer bunnies).  I was a full month late when I was born and it wouldn’t surprise me if these two little guys were going to stick around as long as possible.  And yes, it’s true.  I have become “one of those women” who I swore early in the pregnancy I wouldn’t become… one of those women who is tired of being pregnant and ready for the doctor to do whatever is safe and appropriate to bring these very healthy little boys into the world.  Oh it’s easy enough to judge a woman who is “tired” of being pregnant until you find yourself one.  Until you are unable to sleep and your emotions are flying up and down like a rollar coaster.  The physical weight of carrying these two babies is starting to take an emotional toll because prolonged physical discomfort has one heck of an effect on the spirit.  Which makes sense because that’s what torture is right?  I try really hard not to complain or anything because I really have enjoyed the pregnancy and feel very, very blessed to have had such a good one.  But knowing that there is a point when enough is enough is a huge help to me right now.