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32 Weeks




Babies Are The Size Of: We find out weights on August 11th. But I'm guessing approaching the 4 pound mark! 
Maternity Clothes: Dresses, capris, shorts and tanks! 
Stretch Marks: I have been pretty fortunate thus far, especially with twins! I was actually bigger with my first pregnancy believe it or not! Some of the stretch marks from my first pregnancy are reappearing. 
Sleep: I've really been struggling with heartburn/acid reflux which is due to everything getting cramped and causing my stomach to push acid back into my esophagus. So sleeping hasn't been great this last week! Braxton Hicks wake me as well. 
Belly Button: Outie
Feeling: I'm really starting to slow down. My belly is getting very heavy feeling, I'm super tired and get really short of breath. 
Symptoms: Rib pains on the right side, ankle pain, tiredness, shortness of breath, Braxton Hicks, overall exhausted! 
Missing Anything? My regular wardrobe and getting to purchase cute clothes! 
Movement: These girls are incredibly active! At my weekly appointments I've been informed that I have the opposite problem compared to most twin moms as far as testing. Most babies are not active enough and mine are so active that they have a difficult time getting a reading on them!
Anything Making You Queasy or Sick? Acid Reflux
Cravings: I can't get enough of blue icees! 
Wedding Ring: Still in-tact
Big Moments: At my last appointment, both babies were in the perfect, head down position! This is huge! As I've already scheduled a c-section due to Baby A remaining breech. My doctor is incredibly optimistic about everything and said if I can make it two more weeks with them being head down, then she will cancel the c-section with hopes of a natural birth! They are getting very cramped, which means less room for movement/shifting, so I'm not losing hope that it could happen! 
Looking Forward To: Passing the 34 week mark! 
Next Appointment: Monday

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