Just a Day in the Life of a Mom with Twins

To put it simply – It sucks and I hate it. It’s been almost exactly a month from my last foot update and I was correct. I ended up in a wheelchair before the end of this pregnancy. My feet have been hurting me since August and no doctor has been able to tell me why. Oh sure they have had plenty of guesses along the way such as cysts, fracture, and pulled/torn ligaments but none of it was actually diagnosed. So let me catch you all up on where we’re at and what I think is going on. This last week was NUTS with appointments, I literally had one every day starting with the Podiatrist to receive my orthotics. When he saw me he was shocked that I was in a wheelchair. We talked about how I no longer can put weight on my feet because it sends me to my knees with shooting pain. I had an x-ray done on them (approved by my OB, I’m far enough along now for it not to cause any problems for the babies) and I showed the results to the Podiatrist. He was baffled by the results, mostly because

Today is one of my favorite holidays and my hubby’s birthday!! I am so excited for both these events; however, it is also the day we find out if the twins have a neural tube defect going on and I’m quite nervous with what the results are going to be. Our test levels came back abnormally high, 4.55 – anything above 2.5 is high… Our appointment is at 10:00am. Update: 2:00pm Where to actually start… Praise the Lord there is NOTHING wrong with either baby! We arrived today at the office and they took us back right away. I got undressed and waited for the doctor. Eric was with me. We both took the day off in order to get this done. The doctor came in and right away asked how I was feeling, wanted to know if I had had any bleeding or anything abnormal. We talked for a little bit about my history and then he said do you know why you’re here today? I said yes, for a few things. We want to make sure everything with the twins is ok since I had the bleed two weeks ago, if they are non-

Here we go again... This Friday was one of the craziest days I’ve ever had. I finished work at Noon, picked up and burger from Wendy’s and made my way over to the DMV. These feet have been acting up so much I was able to get a handicap parking placard and while I was there I was able to get my stickers for my plates. Good, one thing checked off the list. I then was on my way to the Blood Lab to take the Glucose test. Luckily at this place you don’t need an appointment, you just go in and sign the sheet. They call you in order of arrival. I didn’t have to wait long as no one else was even there.  I drank that lovely sugar drink (fruit punch flavor) and waited for my hour to be up. While I’m waiting my OB called – the one I’m not too fond of. The conversation went something like this… OB: Hi, I wanted to discuss the test results for your Alpha-Fetoprotein. Me: Okay. OB: They came back elevated. This is a sign that there could potentially be something wrong with one o

Today I saw Dr. Carney from the OB office. I’m not really sure how I feel about her. First off….She didn’t schedule me for an ultrasound today. She just used the fetal dopplar to hear both babies’ heart beats. That’s fine and all, but I just had a scare about two weeks ago I want to see these babies! I wanted to make sure everything is still ok! No go. Then she’s pushing for me to get the Flu shot and to each their own when it comes to this subject, I however am not taking the chance. I get sick every time I get the shot, and I don’t care what the health professionals say, I know my body. I’m going to get sick if I get the shot. AND there’s also NO study done that says this shot is absolutely 100% safe for pregnancy. Um….no thank you. I’ve had enough ladies tell me in my support groups that suspiciously a week after they received the flu shot they miscarried. These are women in all stages of pregnancy, 1 st , 2 nd and 3 rd trimesters. No. I’m not getting the Flu Shot. So I decl

This has been the scariest weekend of my life. This past Saturday I was coordinating a wedding, it was beautiful and aside from the rainy, windy and cold weather it went great, but I was on my feet for 14+ hours. I took breaks when I needed and at the time only one of my feet were acting up and so standing was a little easier back then. At the end of the night, when everything was cleaned up and we were on our way back home I was in so much pain (feet/legs) and so tired that I asked Eric to drive. If you know anything about me you would know that almost never happens. I prefer to drive but I just physically could not do it that night. When we got home I left everything in the car and went straight to bed, it was just past 1:00am. That night I couldn’t sleep. I felt like I was having a panic attack. My heart was racing, I was wearing my fitbit at the time and it said 130 heart-rate. I was cold and clammy. My back felt like it was on fire. My nose was running and I couldn’t stop sn