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The Home Stretch

It seems like just yesterday that we announced our twin pregnancy and shocked our family and friends. Now approaching 32 weeks as of Wednesday, I am grasping the fact that we are officially on the home stretch of this twin pregnancy. We actually have a hard deadline for if the girls do not come on their own. However, we've chosen to keep this date under wraps for two reasons. First, we really hope that they choose to come on their own. Second, we don't want anyone to know when we are in the hospital having these girls. This is our last pregnancy experience and we truly want to take it all in and focus on bringing two healthy girls into the world without outside distractions. 

We are officially ready for them whenever they decide to come. Their room is fully stocked, set up and ready to go! They officially have a place to eat and sleep whenever they arrive. It's hard to believe how far we've come. My doctor said that most of her twins come on their own around 36 weeks. I'm hoping for that outcome as 36 weeks is when they reach their peak lung development. If they decide to come before 34 weeks, they will do anything that they can to stop labor, but if they do arrive, there is a great chance, that everything will be just fine with them. So it's really a waiting game from here on out. 

My weekly appointments have been going well, though we've learned just how stubborn our little Baby A is! She has remained in the breech position, which means that my chances of having a c-section delivery are very high. There is still some time for her to turn, but the more crowded they get, the less likely it is that she will be able to turn. I really hope to have a natural delivery, but I am coming to terms with the fact that it may not be realistic. I always prayed to never have a c-section, but there are definitely pros and cons to both birthing options. Having been through one natural birth, I can say that not having to labor would be pretty nice! However, recovering from major surgery while caring for newborn twins sounds extremely challenging. I know that God will take care of me and our little family no matter what the outcome. 

Another aspect of the home stretch that is pretty comical is the fact that these baby girls are sticking out like crazy! There's just absolutely no way to contain them now. And I get a huge laugh out of the people who find it necessary to stare/gawk at my growing belly! A lot of people don't even look at me in the face. I don't understand why it's such a spectacle, but it is. I visited my hometown for their picnic/festival and couldn't help but notice/feel the constant stares. YES I'm pregnant! Go ahead and stare, because I couldn't be more proud of the fact that we are about to welcome two little girls! 





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