We went to the doctor again today. Initially, Doc Magnussen was proud, "ONLY TWO POUNDS this time! that's good." Then she measured me and made a "whoa" face.... i measured 30 weeks. To me that made sense seeing as I measured 28 weeks 2 weeks ago... but apparently that was cause for a "whoa" face. Awesome.
My goals now are to continue to stroll the three miles at the Riverwalk at least every other day as I can, continue to rest between activities, and to learn to eat a higher fiber diet. 25-30 grams is what is recommended/day. The diet change conversation has actually caused me to fuss and cry and become very angry (poor Matt). Yes, really. There are so many things that you try to do for yourself and your growing babies while you're pregnant with twins (or just pregnant in general), and feeling like you've been doing it wrong all this time can be defeating. Or worse, feeling like the food choices you've made for the last 22 weeks are something to be scolded for.... ANYHOW, I've made a chart and am slowly beginning to feel empowered rather than defeated by 'one more thing I must do now.'
I somehow forgot to get permission from her for my beach trip this weekend, but I'm going dagnabbit. I need some RnR with my girlfriends. I've lost the ability to think/react based solely on logic or reason and am completely emotionally driven these days, so Matt could use the reinforcement they will bring me.
Nap time....
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