Fingers crossed, touch wood, spin round three times and spit over your shoulder: I have finally started feeling better.
It’s a slow journey back to feeling somewhat normal, but I am noticing longer and longer periods when I feel okay.
About bloody time really.
We had our last scan at Guy’s last week and it’s taken me this long to actually post the pictures because I’ve just felt too rubbish to do stuff like update the blog. But, without further ado, here are the twins at 10 weeks and 1 day.
It was really amazing. This time they had stopped looking like bean sprouts and started looking like, well, actual babies. We could see heads, heart beats, arms, legs, fingers… This one in the last picture was all curled up and then suddenly, it began to move. I don’t know why but I totally hadn’t expected them to actually move! It has certainly started seeming a bit more real now. And it probably helps that I’ve stopped feeling so wretched and have cheered up.
We received our letter today from the midwives giving a date for my first ‘booking in’ appointment and our 12 week scan. It’s weird to have left Guy’s care now and be moving into the care of the local maternity unit, but it’s exciting to think we’re finally reaching the 12 week mark and the end of the first trimester (I’ll be 12 weeks 2 days at the first midwife appointment and 13 weeks 2 days for the scan, which is fine as the ’12 week scan’ actually can be done any time between 11 weeks and 13 weeks 6 days).
Although I’m excited for the scan, I’m also very glad we got as many pictures as we did from Guy’s last week, as the letter from the midwives says that each picture from our 12 week scan will cost us £3! Daylight robbery! But of course, who wouldn’t get a picture?
In the meantime, L has been in a decorating frenzy, trying to get our flat ready to put on the market. We badly need to move to a house that has a garden and that isn’t two floors up! We really want to move before the twins come along and that means getting the house on the market as soon as is humanly possible and hoping and praying that everything happens quickly.
This means that our other babies are going to have to take a holiday to the mother-in-law’s so they don’t put off potential buyers with their litter trays and stinky food and fur EVERYWHERE! Barney expressed how he is feeling about it all by trying to destroy our midwife form and then proceeding to go to sleep on it.