How terribly neglectful I have been of this poor little blog. I promise it's due to a lack of things to say and ideas rattling in my brain, but rather a lack of time. Preparing for the arrival of the girls and preparing to move one month prior to the babies being born, yes we are crazy like that.

So to get you caught up on my life...

We moved. Our new house was to be complete at the end of September and was; however our mortgage company (not the company where I work) made a rather large error on ordering the appraisal and we weren't able to go to settlement until the 1st Friday in October. Normally, this wouldn't have been an issue except we had renters moving into our other home on the 1st of October and we needed to be out to have the carpets and house cleaned. Did I mention I was also sick for 6 weeks at this same time with a massive head/chest congestion virus. Yeah, nice! Praise the Lord for great friends Jesse and Priscilla who allowed the 3 of us to literally crash at their house for a week while we waited to see if we would actually have a place to live. Thankfully it all worked out, but was a wee bit stressful.

Fast forward to the end of October. I noticed I had some pretty significant weight gain in a week and thought for sure my blood pressure was up a little, when I headed to the doctor for a routine exam. I thought I would be placed on bed rest at home and all would proceed as normal. That's not exactly how it worked out. On the 28th of October I entered the hospital for testing to not leave until after the girls were ready to come home. I had 13lbs of water weight gain in a week, protein in my urine, and elevated blood pressure also known as Pregnancy induced Hypertension. My time in the hospital was miserable. I was an hour away from my new home and family. Jon was left to be a single parent. My c-section originally scheduled for the 12th of November was moved to the 10th when I would officially be 37 weeks (term for twins). On the morning of the 9th after getting up several times to use the rest room I laid flat in bed and felt a pop. I thought to myself "Good grief I have to go the bathroom again" Well no not really as I got out of bed water gushed and I realized my water had broken. A few hours later the girls were here. Coralee Virginia was born at 10:05am, she weighed 5lbs 15ozs and was 19 inches long, then at 10:07am Brennan Maria-Elizabeth was  weighed 6lbs. 13ozs. and was also 19 inches long. We had to stay at the hospital an extra day because Coralee was not able to pass her car seat test. I am still experiencing blood pressure issues, but I am told that is normal given the amount of swelling I had. In one week after being home I lost nearly 40lbs most if not all of it was water gain.

Dade holding Coralee 

Dade holding Brennan

I'm in love with these little girls, but having two infants is hard. Both of the girls are really congested and have a hard time sleeping, it seems mostly at night. There have been several nights in the past three weeks were we have arrived at morning and I have received a total of 2 hours of sleep. Luckily I know this only for a season..

Brennan

Coralee

A much delayed mention to Lynda for a FANTASTIC diaper bag. It's size is perfect for all I need to carry. I have received several wonderful compliments and my husband even had someone at the hospital tell him it was a designer bag.

Super Duper Custom Diaper Bag for 3!!

As of Memorial Day weekend I am officially one of them. Yep that's right I'm a mini-van mom. In anticipation of the wee ones joining our family Jon's 4-door Jeep Wrangler lost it's practicality. I was sad for him. At the dealership I almost burst into tears when they started talking about the features on the car. He had special ordered it from the factory when they first came out and it's the only thing that he had really wanted since we've been married. I also appreciated that he was willing to give it up for me. I'm so silly tearing up just typing this.. Anyway I now buzz around in my Red Dodge Grand Caravan. I guess that's what I get for swearing them off since I was 16 and first learned to drive in a mini-van.

This week has been frustrating. On Monday I had an 8am appointment for my 3 hour glucose test. After fasting all night and making it through 3 of the 4 blood draws, I tossed my cookies.  The technician assured that with three draws the doctor could modify the order and if the ranges came in normal I shouldn't have to take the test again. Well, I called yesterday to get the results and apparently the doctor's office told the Lab I needed to retake the test, but no one called me. Grr. I asked the nurse I spoke to to mail the new referral, to which she replied "You need to get this redone sooner than the mail will get to your house" Right now I have a gigantic painful bruise on my left arm from Monday that I am not letting anyone stick a needle near. I understand this test is important for the health of my babies, but there has to be another way to do this with actual food. I currently eat small meals every hour or two in the morning to stave off nausea, but no one at my doctor's office seems to care about this, since I can't seem to get them to return a message. I think I may look into changing doctor's I hope it's not too late.

So far I'm not feeling any baby movement and I'm not really looking any bigger. People at work say I'm barely showing.