Wow! We’ve made it to 33 weeks and I am the size of a whale. You know you’re massive when your maternity clothes are getting tight! I keep looking at the duvet and thinking: “If I just cut a head-shaped hole in the end…”. As I’m getting bigger, the inevitable has finally happened – I have started to get stretch marks. My skin is so thin that it has started going really shiny. John said he could see his reflection in it the other day! I reckon the skin will be so thin soon that I’ll be able to see the babies floating around before too long. I don’t think any amount of coco butter or Bio Oil can save me now…bye-bye body!
We had our last scan on 8th December and all the babies are looking great still. They are all very similar sizes and weigh approx 2kg (4lbs 4oz) each. I’m definitely feeling it now too! I can’t stand or sit upright for very long and the muscles in my groin feel like they could snap at any minute. Even rolling over in bed is a military operation. Poor John is constantly being beaten up by the mass of pillows stacked around me. I’ve found that having a nice warm bath really helps with the aches and pains and just makes me feel really relaxed, providing I’ve got John there to help me get out – otherwise I really do look like a whale (of the beached variety). Not being able to move much has meant that I have had plenty of time to read. The best book that I have stumbled across so far has to be ‘Extreme Motherhood -The Triplet Diaries’ by Jackie Clune. Jackie is a comedian who, like me, conceived spontaneous triplets. The book is wonderfully entertaining and a very insightful look into the manic world of raising multiples.
With just days to go I’m getting a teenie bit nervous about the c-section. As I’ve said before, I don’t cope well with needles and I cope even less well without breakfast, but I’m hoping that the excitement of having the babies and the Christmas atmosphere will take my mind off these minor details.
As I’ve not been able to see below my bump for at least the last 15 weeks, it has been a mission maintaining the “polished” look. Thankfully, my wonderful friend Kirsty very kindly gave me a desperately needed waxing session and painted my toe nails ready for the big day, so I feel a bit more human now and there’ll be no need for any razors on the day!
The nursery is very nearly finished and hopefully the boys will be enjoying it very soon. The consultant thinks that the boys shouldn’t need too much help in the SCBU (special care baby unit) and probably just need a bit of help regulating their temperatures, feeding and maybe breathing too. I’ve been told that little boys are quite lazy when it comes to doing things for themselves (no surprises there) so it could take them a little longer to get the hang of living in the outside world, but we are hoping to get them home after about 3 weeks or so.
John and I had the opportunity to have a look around the intensive care unit and the SCBU so that it was less of a shock for us on the day. The tour was very overwhelming with all of the alarms and wires floating around each of the very tiny babies, but the midwife was wonderful and explained what each machine was for. I would recommend that any parents expecting to deliver pre-term insist that they get to have a look round their NICU and SCBU and get to meet the nurses that will be looking after the babies. It is hugely reassuring.
I wanted to say thank you for all of your name suggestions on my last blog. We think that we have finally agreed on names now, but given that we know their birthday and the sex we thought it would be more exciting to keep the names a secret until the big day.
So, the next time you hear from me I will hopefully have three happy, healthy baby boys to talk to you about. In the meantime you can keep up to date with my ramblings on twitter @tripletsuk.
Wish me luck!