I'm too tired these days for proper updates. Not sure what's up with that, considering that I am just 22 weeks along in this pregnancy gig. This is supposed to be the good trimester. If the third trimester is supposed to be more tiring, then I think I will likely not be able to get out of bed.
I do think it is probably related in part to the cold I got several weeks ago, which is still hanging on to a small degree. I am mostly battling an ongoing cough, which often keeps me up at night, hence, tired.
Anway. Here's the brief (ha) version of what's going on.
After months of debating, I finally joined Facebook and Twitter. Though I have a bunch of friends who switched to Facebook for their primary social networking site ages ago, I have been holding off, not wanting one more timesuck in my life. The trigger for me was when William finally got on board with both and started pestering me to join (Twitter, especially), and so I did it.
So far I have to say I'm not feeling the love for either service that others seem to feel. Facebook seems to be exceedingly superficial and Twitter just seems to be a way to IM a lot of people at once, most of whom don't seem to really care all that much since it's not directed at them. That said, I am using both occasionally (FB = my name, Twitter = Jillitweet) so if you're interested, there is that.
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Went to Whistler with the family this last weekend. Epic snowboarding was had for all except me. I hate having to miss out on that but still enjoyed the time away. Importantly, my kids had a fantastic time and we enjoyed spending time with friends.
Kitties missed us terribly. Our usual cat-sitting suspects were with us in the mountains so they were largely on their own. They did receive a visit from
chiaspod, which was wonderful and greatly appreciated. However, this did not stop them from complaining nonstop for two days upon our return. Blitz is still claiming any free lap he finds and in the absence of one, he finds pieces of William's clothing to lay on (most amusingly, William's underwear on the bathroom floor this morning.)
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Work is kicking my ass. Well, not so much work as people at work (my boss and my employees). In any event, I foresee myself going out on leave quite a bit earlier than I anticipated. I was planning to work as long as possible, but I am so tired of the whole situation that I am just thinking a nice long "vacation" of modified bedrest might just be the ticket to give me some much-needed perspective on my job. I am considering some other opportunities for when I come back, as well.
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In entertainment news, we saw Watchmen at the Imax (loved it), the BSG finale (annoyed by it, mostly) and just finished season 1 of Mad Men (OMG I love this show - WHEN is Season 2 due?). There's a bunch of stuff like this - The Riches, Weeds, etc. that we've gotten into lately and then gotten stuck waiting for months or longer for the next season to come out. Hate that. William's answer to it is to just quit watching anything until the series is totally over and then watch the entire thing at once. Not sure I'm on board with that idea.
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My birthday is coming up this weekend. Whoopee.
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I have a fractured tooth in a very unfortunate location (#9, front and center). This tooth was injured when I was a kid and has been root canaled and veneered since then. The fracture is horizontal to the gumline (bad), which means an implant is about my only recourse. I am not happy about this, especially considering that I have this whole pregancy gig to finish out here. I've got an appointment with the periodontist this afternoon to discuss options. I am pretty much insisting on having as much done while I'm pregnant as possible, given that doing anything after I have the babies will be exceedingly difficult. Luckily my perinatologist agrees and gave me a note stating as much in case the periodontist or reconstructive dentists give me a hard time.
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Next babymakin' appointment is Friday. I never updated after the last one (see above as to why) but suffice it to say everything is peachy and the kids are growing like mad. They were at the 99th and 100th percentile for size at the 20-week growth scan, which was awesome for twins. My goal is to avoid the NICU completely, and them being big fat babies is a key part of achieving that goal.
Last, and probably most important, William and the kids felt the babies move last night for the first time. They've been kicking me like crazy for several weeks now but I haven't been able to get William to feel my belly at the right moment until now. He was amazed. There is nothing like that - seeing the first real physical connection between my adored husband and his babies; it's one of the greatest moments ever. It was pretty fun to see the kids' reactions too - they both felt them after William did and they both just squealed with laughter (and then proclaimed it "weird" like any self-respecting adolescent boy would).
All in all, the fun part of the pregnancy is definitely on. :)