The Combs Krewe

On Wednesday of this week, I was officially 26 weeks pregnant with our twins! I still feel comfortably far away from D-day (delivery day, that is) and although my doctor recommended that I pre-register at the hospital at 24 weeks, I'm putting that off. I just don't really want to think about the hospital yet! No offense to any people in the medical profession, but I hate it. I guess I'm glad it's there to serve it's purpose, of course, but I do not want to be the one in need. Alas, Jackie has said no to homebirth. The guy won't even cut the umbilical cord at the hospital so I don't think he could handle me popping out a couple of babies on the couch or something, ha ha. So, the #1 question from people who don't know me is, "Wow, so, you're about ready to pop, huh?" The greeter at Walmart, the manager at Popeyes, etc. Seriously, when the manager at Popeyes asked me that a couple of days ago and I explained things to her, I thought her eye...

Today the twins are 24 weeks old! They are probably around 11 inches long and, according to the ultrasound I had yesterday, weigh approximately 1 pound, 7 ounces each. It is a GREAT thing that they each weigh the same. This is a good indication that they are sharing nicely in utero! Thank God for two placentas. (Add that to things you never thought you'd hear someone say.) So here's this week's belly shot: Yesterday when the doctor came in to perform the ultrasound he said, "You got twins in there?! It doesn't look like it." I resisted the urge to tell him that I loved him and simply said, "Everyone else in the world begs to differ with you." Yes, I've gotten lots of comments lately about the size of my stomach. I guess it's kind of nice, actually, it starts a lot of conversations with strangers! I can't wait to see how it looks in a couple of months although I do wonder what in the world I'm going to wear. There's a brand ...