Since my last post, I have had a doctor's appointment (which turned into another appointment with the nurse practitioner) and two ultrasounds. I came away from the doctor's office feeling pretty annoyed for lots of little reasons that really didn't matter all that much in the end, but the ultrasounds were great. Both ultrasounds confirmed what we had been told earlier. We are in fact expecting two girls. That has taken some getting used to in my mind. After 4 boys, I am finding it hard to really believe that I have daughters. I have also had my cervical length checked twice. The first time it was checked in a way that wasn't very accurate, but the second check at the high-risk OB was done well. The high-risk doctor wanted to know if I was proud of my "rock-star" cervix (his words, not mine). I think I am withholding judgement until later. They want me to be seen every two weeks for a cervical length check and every four weeks for a growth check on the babies. I am going to have these done at the high-risk doctor. It means more driving, but I feel more comfortable with their ability to catch any problems if they develop. I will continue to see my regular OB for my normal prenatal visits.
I had a really busy weekend last weekend. I managed to sort and put away all the clothes given to me by my best friend for the girls. This may sound like a small task, but considering she had enough clothes to outfit a small army of babies, it took me awhile. Now, I am on to working on the room. I am going to try to find the paint color this weekend. I also managed to finish my registry, go to a baby dedication, baby-sit 10 kids (with help from my brother and sister-in-law), go to a game night, and finish my taxes. The taxes were a little more difficult to do this year. This is mainly because we could claim two of the triplets as dependents. It was hard to put them on there, and hard to only be able to put two of them on there. I was using a tax program that asked me how long they had lived with us. I wasn't sure what to do so I clicked on an explanation box. In it, it explained what to do if your child had died, or was kidnapped, or if there was a divorce. It was a sad box full of painful situations. Of course I was not off the hook yet. One of my students asked me on Tuesday what I had done over the weekend. I told him that I had done my taxes. My student in an off-handed way asked if I had claimed a bunch of dependents that I didn't have in order to get a better return. He doesn't know about the triplets.
I will leave you with some pictures of the babies.
Baby A Face
Baby B Face
Baby A Profile
Baby A with hands in front of face
Baby A hand
