We had another appointment today at 18 weeks. Measuring, however...... 24 weeks! And I am definitely starting to feel it. Little aches and pains here and there - some braxton hicks contractions already kicking in - and the most wonderful part of it all, little baby flutters :) Because one of the placentas is anterior, I know it will take much longer to feel the big kicks and punches, but these wiggles randomly throughout the day are subtle reminders that there are 2 tiny people in there :) I can see though how this is going to get really difficult in a hurry. It is getting harder to carry around Carmela now and waking up at least once a night to pee already.... well, let's just say knowing I am only just about halfway there does not make it easy! But it's going incredibly fast. My OB told us today that we can schedule the c-section for around 2 weeks before the due date, so that puts us at right before Thanksgiving. November!! That's only 4 months away! That's also assuming I won't go into labor before that point. After everything we have gone through to get to this point, that seems like a breeze.
So now that I'm showing, the random comments from strangers have begun (what fun!). I always thought it would be really cool to tell people that the babies I was carrying weren't mine. Turns out to be quite awkward though (who would've guessed)! One of my favorite responses so far was hysterical laughter. I kinda just looked at her and that's when she realized I wasn't joking. It was pretty embarrassing! I think people just don't know how to respond, and of course you can't blame them. It is a pretty unusual circumstance. Some people are really interested and ask a lot of questions, which I enjoy. This is something I am proud I am doing and I like to talk about it. It's the people that make the comments that I must be making a lot of money, that I'll never be able to hand over the babies, that I must be a glutton for punishment - these are the comments that sting a little. But taken with a grain of salt. I know why I am doing what I am doing and what I am capable of. So when somebody asks me when I am due and I respond that it's with twins, and they aren't my husbands ...... I always end up adding that they aren't mine either, but one day I think I'll just leave it with the first part and walk away :)