I know that most of you come to Looky, Daddy! to read my husband's amusingly snarky takes on life with children. Bless you all for listening to him--it makes my penchant for ignoring him less noticeable. However, I'm taking over his blog for the next few days to hopefully give a bit of information to twin moms-to-be. If Looky, Daddy! comes up first for a "dad and babysitter sex" search on Google (which had better be a random coincidence), why not try for first on "full-term twin pregnancy"?
A coworker of mine who is pregnant with twins showed visible amazement and relief when I shared with her that Lila and Victoria made their entrance into this world a few hours short of 39 weeks of pregnancy. This was not my first experience with such a reaction of a twin-mom-to-be. Early in a twin pregnancy all one seems to read or hear are stories of weeks of bed rest, premature births, low-birth weight, and weeks in the NICU. Every parent of twins should plan for such things and should realize that if they do occur it's just one of those unpreventable things that often happen with the birth of twins. However, often does not mean always!
So I'm hijacking my husband's blog for a few days to invite all of you twin moms who carried your babies past 36 weeks to tell your story here. Or, if you are not the parent of twins but your cousin's sister's nephew's wife had full-term twins, feel free to share their story for them. I'll go first.
- In my 34th week of pregnancy with the twins, I started doing prenatal yoga.
- At 35 weeks I began to eat ice cream whenever I darn well wanted to.
- My mother-in-law arrived early in week 36, expecting that her three-week trip would give her plenty of time to help out after their birth. (Little did we know that her return plane ticket would force her to leave just 2 days after they were born.)
- By week 37 I was so huge I was begging for a planned c-section and soon.
- I remember playing tag with my older daughter in the snow at the beginning of week 38.
The night before I gave birth was New Year's Eve. We went to an outside event in a neighboring town. I probably walked 3 miles that evening from event to event. We even went to the circus. I rang in the New Year, and at noon the next day my water broke. Seven hours later, I gave birth to Lila at 6 lbs and Victoria at 6 lbs 6 oz. Three days later, we all went home from the hospital together. The Dad tried to stay, but he was forced to come home with us as well.
Now it's your turn. Let those expectant moms of twins know that, on occasion, without any good reason, twin pregnancies aren't any worse (or any better) than singleton pregnancies.