I came across an unpublished post today. Laying in Wait was written on March 15, 2011. Those bumps are now three months old and as it would turn out, Erica was having actual contractions. Three days after I wrote this, we were in the hospital making sure those girls didn't prematurely exit.
Looking back, there was such an air of uncertainty. Everything was about to change but neither of us knew how. The title of the post seemed appropriate. I was present, ready to be a dad... whatever that was.
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I haven't talked much about our twins. My wife isn't a huge fan of social media/blogging. I don't blame her and actually commend her on the fact that she's about the only person I know without a facebook account. When used, these outlets, just like this blog, are nothing more than a way to express oneself.
I have a second cousin that friended me recently. I accepted the request and while I'm not on facebook all that much, when I am, it's inundated with crap that she says and her friends comment on. If energy is neither created nor destroyed, I feel like her and her friends are thus making some Amazonian insect extinct simply by filling the internet with senseless jibber jabber. The fact is, if you post something, it could very well end up on the screens of God knows who. After doing hundreds and hundreds of google searches for reference material, I can tell you that some people post waaaaaay too much concerning their family and personal life.
But it remains that Erica is now almost 32 weeks along and with twins typically coming 3-5 weeks early, we're pretty much ready to make the drive any day now. At this point, my "anxiety" contractions are daily. When we first found out, I would wake up panicked, about once a month. Finding out they were twins only increased that frequency and now that she thinks she might be having actual contractions once or twice a day (maybe some Brixton Hicks), holy crap.
But I'm enjoying this time. We still are making final arrangements in the nursery and trying to finish up final details in the kitchen, but we always make time in the evening to watch two babies do somersaults in Erica's stomach. You can can see whole limbs protrude and recede. Twitches reverb and disfigure her entire stomach. Recently, they both stretched out at the same time and Erica's stomach would've made for a good crossbar. It's amazing just how sensitive they are to touch. Actually, it's all just really amazing.
So there they sit... head to head at this point. Getting bigger every day. We go for another growth ultrasound this week but judging from the last one, I'd say they're nearly four pounds... if not slightly more. That's a lot of baby. But we'd like it if they got as big as possible so we can take them home sooner rather than later.
