the packing list

Today was my first day of bedrest that was spent entirely at home alone (aside from a quick lunch visit from the husband).  I’m not going to lie – it got a little lonely.  I think the hardest thing about having to lay around all day is that I have way too much time to think!  Today most of my thinking involved hyper-analyzing my hospital packing list.

I think I’ve realized that I feel really out of control right now.  Everything I thought would be in my control…just isn’t.  Obviously things like organizing our house and going to childbirth classes and whatnot are not happening the way I thought they would.  I also had this ideal dream that the babies would be head down and would stay that way until time to deliver…but no such luck so far.  Not just one, but both of them are breach!  Naughty babies;)

So, subconsciously I’m taking the few things I can have control over and going crazy with them I guess you could say.  So here’s a quick rundown of my “work-in-progress packing list.”  I’ve done a lot of research and questioning of friends, but I’m still open to suggestions from all you experienced moms out there.  I also want to go ahead and establish the fact that I am an overpacker and an overplanner, and I seriously hyper-analyze things.  So, I will no doubt pack items I’m not absolutely sure I’ll need every single time over wishing I had something I didn’t take.  Better safe than sorry is my motto here.

Things for me:
breastpump (in case we have NICU time and I can’t nurse)
Belly Bandit - still researching this, but may be able to buy it from a friend.  Hello post delivery twin baby belly!
maternity yoga pants
nursing tops – so far I have 2 of these, this and this
big, comfy underwear I can throw away later
nursing bra
reusable nursing pads
nipple cream
hot/cold breast packs
comfy outfit to wear home
Tuck’s pads
Mama Bottom Balm
New Mama Bottom Spray
My Brest Friend twin nursing pillow – not sure if I need to take this?
my own pillow case
iPod / mini speakers
cozy socks
slippers to throw away when I leave – I’m sort of a freak about stuff like this
shower flip flops to throw away when I leave – see above:)
Say Yes to Cucumbers facial wipes – love these!

Okay, sadly that is just my part of the list…now for what I’m taking for the babies:
going home outfits – two preemie just in case and two newborn
2 hats for each baby
2 sleepers for each baby- no idea if this is enough
2 onesies for each baby
baby mitts – want to resist buying these, but don’t want to have scratched baby faces!
baby nail file
2 receiving blankets
2 swaddlers
1 pkg preemie/newborn diapers – we’re planning on using disposables the first week
comb/brush – in case they come out with tons of hair…which based on my heartburn level currently…
baby book/ journal

And last, but not least – for Jon:

I can’t imagine how I could possibly be forgetting anything. I haven’t actually started gathering this stuff yet, but at least I have a list ready in case something crazy happens (I’m a little paranoid after this last surprise) and my mom or Jon end up packing my bag.  Oh wait, that will probably happen anyway since I can’t leave the couch:/  We’ve been planning on getting a new car before the babies come because, well, while it’s likely possible that both carseats will fit in the Mini, once they’re in I don’t think half this other stuff is going to fit.  My twin breast feeding pillow takes up the entire trunk all on its own!

I feel like this week I’m finally making some good progress toward getting prepared.  Thank you notes are well underway, obviously the packing list is almost done and my mom is coming over on Friday to help me wash baby clothes and organize them in the nursery.  After much thought today, I’ve decided that this bedrest business must be part of the Lord’s plan to help me get used to accepting help from people.  I’m a bit of a control freak, and I don’t like to inconvenience people, so to have our friends come over and be so sweet to make dinner at our house while I sit and watch makes me cringe.  I know I need to get better about accepting help from people, especially because I’m going to need it once two little babies are filling my time!


Speaking of people helping, yesterday my Sunday School teacher’s wife visited me and brought the cutest little care package.  I just kept pulling stuff out thinking it was never going to be the end – homemade cookies, 3 books, a magazine, a candle, lotion, baby socks (!), etc. etc.  Totally made my day.

And then later our friends Ryan and Elyse and JJ and Seth came over for homemade pizza and cupcakes.  We were originally supposed to go to JJ and Seth’s house, but they agreed to bring the party to us since I couldn’t go…so nice.  They brought all the pizza ingredients, and we provided the cupcakes.  We were having a grand time until a sudden storm blew in.  Good ole’ Oklahoma.  We never even saw it coming, but suddenly there it was.  Elyse and Ryan had to rush home to get their dog inside, and the party fizzled a little early.  The good news is that just gives us reason for a redo!

More excitement ensues tomorrow with our fourth and final shower at Jon’s work.  It amazes me how generous people are and how much we’ve been blessed with help preparing for the twins already.  Babies, you are so loved!

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feeling loved

I admit some years Memorial Day slips by and I realize I barely even thought about the the reason for the holiday.  In the same way Christmas or Easter become a bit convoluted by tradition and fun, this weekend is taken over by things like lake trips and barbecues.  Obviously, there’s nothing wrong with those things, but this year I guess not being able to do anything has made me think more about our reason for celebrating.  So hats off to all our servicemen and women, to their families, and to anyone who has sacrificed in some way for our country. How amazing that they have given their lives for our country and our freedom.

I woke up this morning and immediately started day dreaming about everything I wish I could do to kick off summer.  I would start off by heading to the store to get ingredients for this summery salad, a strawberry pie and some chocolate chip cookies (for the husband).  I would spend the day cooking, listening to music and working on washing baby clothes and towels.  Then we would have friends over tonight and maybe eat dessert out on the back patio.

While very few of those things are actually happening, it has still been a great day.  The husband made me a delicious breakfast, we finished a movie that we started last night, I took a nap, and now I’m about to go do my one approved activity (taking a shower:) to get ready to have friends over tonight.

1.  fruit smoothie with ground flax  2.  english muffin with egg and cheese…all made by the husband:)

I feel so blessed this week to have so many people stopping by to visit.  Last Friday, we ordered in with our sweet friends Elyse and Ryan, on Saturday my mom and step-dad came over and made us dinner, Sunday brought my MIL and FIL bearing PeiWei and cake (!), today our friends from out of town are coming over for dinner, and tomorrow my work friends are coming to visit AND some others are bringing a pizza bar party to us.  These long days have been made so much sweeter by everyone who has called and come by to see us.  Feeling very loved here at the McCoy house today:)

How are you celebrating this weekend?

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30 weeks and the unexpected

Week 30 brought with it an unexpected turn of events for sure.

week 30 – morning of the last day of school

first day of this year / last day of this year

I got up Wednesday morning excited for two things:  the last day of school and my 30 week ultrasound.  A week before when I realized that my ultrasound was scheduled on the morning of my kids’ last day, I tried everything I could to reschedule it.  I have had the best year with my students, and it was so important to me to be there with them and get to say goodbye after they took their finals and such.

But the ultrasound tech only comes on Wednesday mornings, and there was no way to change the appointment aside from postponing it a week.  I considered it for a long time, but in the end (and after a long conversation with my mom) I decided that it just didn’t seem like a good idea to delay getting to see our little babies!  So I got a cover for the last half of my 2nd hour and lunch, planning to come back for the rest of the day to shed a few tears and give hugs and final words of parting advice ;)

Around 10 am I left school and raced over to the hospital. Jon met me there and we spent lots of time oohing and ahhing over our little McCoys before having to wait for the doctor to tell us the results of my check.  Minutes later our nurse came back, and the second she walked in the door I knew something was not right.  Thankfully the babies are doing just great, but the same cannot be said for my cervix.  It seems that it has shortened significantly since my last checkup, which, in short (no pun intended), it’s not supposed to start doing yet.

The nurse ordered me to go straight home and get in bed and not get up until the next morning to come back and have my doctor check me again.  After a brief panic and some negotiations, I convinced her to let me finish out the school day.  I was able to go back and finish out the day with my kids, get grades finalized and wrap up all the other little things I could possibly do before leaving for good.  It was quite a whirlwind.  And definitely not how I had envisioned my last day/leaving my classroom and school.  My brain is still processing the fact that I won’t be going back there, and it’s definitely bittersweet.

The next morning found me back at the doctor where he confirmed that bedrest is the best option at this point (a much better alternative to the other suggestion he had).  I got two steroid shots to help the babies’ lungs develop faster, and other than that I’m under strict orders to not leave the couch/bed other than to “shower or get a quick bite to eat.”

Or take a weekly pregnancy pic of course;)

So here I am, living on the couch watching my poor husband run around doing everything under the sun.  I know I’m really lucky because things could be so much worse.  I get teary eyed all throughout the day just thinking about how thankful I am that the twins are still growing inside me. The thought of them having to face the world when they’re so little little and unprepared keeps me glued to the couch even when I think I can’t take it another minute.  I’m so thankful I’m not in the hospital, and I’m so so thankful that I have so many people who are helping take care of me and everything else.

Things are constantly popping into my head that I just can’t believe I’m going to miss – my only nephew’s 1st birthday party, childbirth classes, buying our new car with the husband, washing and organizing the babies’ clothes and diapers, etc. etc.  It’s so hard seeing everything fall on Jon’s shoulders and not being able to help him do anything, while at the same time adding more and more to his plate.

But I know it’s all temporary, and I will blink twice before the twins are here and I’m back to running around.  I’m willing them to stay in and keep growing.  I’m going with the self fulfilling prophecy theory.  If I believe they’ll stay in there for another 6 or 7 weeks, then they will stay in. Isn’t that how it works?

In the meantime I’m getting lots of thank you notes written and lots and lots of pregnancy books read.  The ambitious side of me is planning on squeezing in a pregnancy scrapbook and some sewing projects, but we shall see.

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28 and 29

These past two weeks have been huge in the baby part of our lives.   We had another shower, a doctor’s appointment that went a little awry, Mother’s Day, our Successful Breastfeeding class and lots more.  Things are getting busier by the day, and I’m so glad that school is almost finished.  I feel really thankful that I get a summer break and that God timed this pregnancy so perfectly for us.  My swollen feet and ankles are thankful as well.

week 28

the picture quality that comes when the husband is still asleep and I take my own picture at 6:30 am in our dark bedroom

It was honestly kind of a stressful week starting on Monday with my routine doctor’s appointment.  It was the week of the ever so talked about glucose test to find out if I have gestational diabetes.   I’ve heard so many girls talk about how stressed they were over getting this test, but after talking to my nurse and finding out that there really isn’t anything you can do to prevent having it, I felt really at ease about it.  I figured I’m a typically healthy person, so there’s probably nothing to worry about and even if I do have it, there’s nothing I could have done to change it, so why worry?

Unfortunately, my positive mindset came crashing down around me when I got the call that I failed by one point.  I was really surprised.  After having so much trouble getting pregnant, this pregnancy has been completely seamless.  No problems whatsoever.  I guess I’ve just started to take for granted how well everything has been going.

The good news was that I only failed by one point, so my nurse was very encouraging and predicted that the follow up test would probably be fine.  So Thursday morning I took a half day off work and went to the hospital to get the three hour test done.  It went something like this:  Fast from midnight until the next morning.  Have blood drawn.  Drink special sugary drink.  Wait one hour.  Get blood drawn a 2nd time.  Wait another hour.  Get blood drawn a 3rd time.  Wait another hour.  Get blood drawn a 4th time.  Have husband meet me in the hospital parking lot with a sandwich.  Eat in the car while racing back to school for 4th hour.  Get extremely shaky and lightheaded upon arriving at school.  Teach 4th, 5th and 6th hour.

Pleasant morning I tell ya.

I didn’t get my results until the following morning, and I have to admit my emotions were going a little crazy.  I think I will remember weeks 28-29 as being the weeks I started to feel like the typical emotional pregnant person.  One minute I’m feeling completely rational, and the next I feel like I can’t stop the tears from everything I’m happy, stressed, scared and/or overwhelmed about.  When I got the call, it kind of felt like time stood still until I heard my nurse say “your results from the second test came back perfectly normal.  You have nothing to worry about.”  Relief washed over me, and I prayed a serious prayer of thanks.  I definitely got a new dose of perspective and am taking every moment to thank God that our babies are healthy, I’m healthy and I’m still carrying on with life and not having preterm labor signs or having to go on bedrest.

week 29

Another new pregnancy issue that started last week is swelling.  The day of my shower here in OKC (which I have yet to blog about) I wore heels.  About halfway through the shower I felt something weird, and when I looked down I couldn’t believe how big my feet and ankles were!  Sadly, I only thought they were big that day.  They have progressively gotten worse, and it has even spread up into my legs.  I spent the first couple of weeks in full belief that at least 10 pounds of my pregnancy weight had taken up residence on my legs. As much as I tried to not care and focus on the twins, it was a little disheartening.  I have to say – it’s never easy to see sudden and excessive weight gain, even with two sweet little babies in your belly.  At least not for me.

And then I had a revelation.  The only time I really inspect my legs is at night when I shower and then put on lotion.  But yesterday morning as I was bending over the bathtub getting my hair wet, I happened to notice that my legs looked pretty normal.  Upon further inspection, I realized that they are actually normal and what I’m experiencing at night is 99% swelling.  While swelling is not fun, it’s a hundred times better than weight gain.  And much more temporary I might add.  So, while small and pretty inconsequential, I have oddly added swollen legs to my list of things to be thankful for.  And just to clarify, I’ll take weight gain in my legs any day if it means getting to be pregnant…it’s just not necessarily an enjoyable part of the process.

more of week 29

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Today we took our second baby class.  The first, Baby Basics, was a little too basic.  It went for four Monday nights from 7 – 9:30, and I’m fully convinced it could have probably happened in about a fourth of that time.  We learned things like how to make sure your smoke detector’s working and how not to leave a straightening iron in baby’s reach.  Thrilling, really.  I know there are some people out there who really maybe don’t think about things like that, but by the fourth week we just couldn’t take it anymore and decided to drop out.  No shame whatsoever.

So going into today’s class on successful breastfeeding, my expectations were pretty low.  I have read, researched and talked to a lot of people about breastfeeding, but it’s just such an important thing I figured it couldn’t hurt to do as much preparation as possible.

Thankfully, it was much more practical and helpful than the last class.  I learned a lot of practical advice on everything from how to avoid pain to how to store breastmilk, and I think Jon learned even more.  I’m planning on solely breastfeeding both babies if possible, and I really feel a lot more prepared and knowledgeable after today.  So glad we gave the classes another chance.

So those were pretty much the main highlights (and lowlights) of the last two weeks.  Now for a compilation of thoughts on weeks 28 and 29:

  • started trying to teach Olive her place in the nursery (more on this later)
  • still having lots of pain in my stomach and back and definitely an increased struggle with sleeping
  • purchased baby girl her first baby doll
  • got to practice holding twin babies for the first time and I think I can say it was successful
  • let the babies have their first green smoothie
  • glucose test success!
  • loved getting to celebrate my first Mother’s Day
  • major swelling and reduction in my shoe selection – down to one pair:(

1.  olive on the back of the babies’ chair – where she thinks she belongs
2.  olive in her bed on the nursery floor – where she must learn that she belongs
3.  practicing with a friend’s twin baby girls
4.  baby girl’s first doll

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babies shower

Jon and I are in awe of how many people are already loving our little babies.  We’ve had three showers already, and each and every one was so unique and special…planned just to celebrate baby boy and baby girl.

Our first one was in my hometown the Saturday before last, and my sister, aunt, mom and cousin worked so hard to make it special.  It had a summery vintage theme complete with an old school chalkboard, lemonade, sweet tea and cupcakes!  Everyone from family to my mom’s friends from work came out.

My sister played emcee, bringing much comedy to the day.  And Jon totally dominated with all his baby knowledge – from how many diapers we’ll use in a day to how many he’ll actually change:)  He is going to be such a good daddy.  I can’t wait:)

My mom made us these precious scrapbooks.  If you know me, you know that I love stuff like this.  It means so much because she put in so much time to make them.  They have pages for all the major events in the babies’ lives – like their first Sunday to go to church, their first trip to our lake cabin, their first jog and a travel page where we can put pictures of all the new places we’ll show them.  Olive even got her very own page.

I think the babies already have more clothes than I do…definitely more than their daddy.  The amount of gifts our sweet guests brought was completely overwhelming.   It is unreal to me how generous our friends and family are.  The twins are two blessed little babies for sure.

What a joyful day.  It seemed so surreal that we were actually having a baby shower.  For our own babies.  I never thought the day would come.  I still have to remind myself that all this is real, and days like this one make it all the more unbelievable.

After the shower we got to hang around my mom and step dad’s house for a few hours, cook hamburgers outside and just spend time together.  One of my all time favorite days:)

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