A lesson in parenting

I had plans today.  Plans to work, to get caught up around the house, to organize, to take care of myself, to follow a schedule.  I did not have plans to go to sleep with blurred vision, be overwhelmed by exhaustion for 10 hours, wake up and add a headache to the continuing vision problems, spend my morning worrying and my afternoon in the doctor's office and then back in bed.  That is what I didn't have planned.

But today was yet another example of why I have come believe without a doubt that we're given 9 months to experience this process for a reason.  The physical changes I was prepared for.  The thickening skin, the widening hips, the belly, the boobs (not necessarily a bad thing), the slowing of activity, the constant potty trips, the ups and downs between feeling beautiful and feeling fat, all of it.  What I wasn't prepared for was the emotional transition.  The shift between being a woman who is caring of others but mostly living her own agenda to a... mom, the most selfless of creatures.

I would love to say that I have gone through this shift effortlessly and without rebellion but that would definitely be lying.  When I was sitting in the parking lot after my doctors appointment today, under advice from our physician and 2 people that I love to go home, to rest, to put these babies first, of course I felt like it was the right thing to do but I also felt, being totally honest here, disappointed in the afternoon that I wasn't going to have because of it all.

So, lesson #1 of  3,529,488 (and probably more):  

it's not all about you anymore.

Lesson #2 of 3,529,488:  

be flexible with your time and your plans.

In other news, we've been spending some very quality time together as a family.

 We've been nesting.

 

But not without incident.  Not to worry, all is fine.  Just a slight mishap with an automatic drill and my dear husband's thumb.  Note to self:  add pain relieving spray to our first aid kit.

We've been volunteering.

And we've been perfecting some much needed talents.

That's the Bailey Bee.  Don't make fun, she takes it very seriously.

Insert a sufficient enough title to encompass the news of having twins here

Yup.  It's been a big spring.  I'm not sure why I even feel the need to document or announce the news here, anyone who actually reads this probably already knows and it's not like I'll need a "awww look what happened to us in the spring of 2011" type of reminder in a few years.  Chances are, the reminders teething and clearing out my pots and pans - again - will be reminder enough. 

So, twins.  I'm sure I'll elaborate on the oh so many emotions I've been having the past few months coming to terms and getting excited about these little ones (or "monsters" as Dave calls them) soon enough but for now, here's our 18 week pictures of the belly.

Side note:  this is why I don't blog very often.  On average, it'll take me 10 minutes to upload one photo.  My poor old mac is finding it difficult to open the internet and iphoto all at once.  You should feel how hot the main drive is right now.  There is either a new computer in my future which, with the whole twins bit coming along in a few months will be hard to justify, or a much more comfortable computer chair. 

Ok, pictures pictures...

My lighting stand-in / genius photographer / babies daddy.