We had our bi-weekly ultrasound on Friday and Alice & Isla are doing well, very well in fact. They were both practicing breathing which apparently is early to see and they weighed in at a whopping 3 pounds 11 ounces and 3 pounds 8 ounces. Apparently they are on par with what a single would weigh at this point. So that means I am carrying around 7+ pounds of babies and I still have several weeks to go, the goal being 4 or 5 more weeks. I am trying not to guesstimate what they could weigh at that point. We were hoping for 5+ pound babies but I think they might surpass that goal.
Things are definitely feeling more cramped in there. There is often one baby sticking way out on one side, probably trying to get a little space. They are both head down and will remain that way for the rest of this pregnancy (I am convinced).
I am feeling less and less like myself, and more and more like a blimp, beached whale or cow. It takes way too much effort to get up off of the couch, or out of bed or out of the car. We went for a walk last night and at one point I told Andrew to please just carry me. I was joking but I mean logistically there is just no way that he could at this point.
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