Just a Day in the Life of a Mom with Twins

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS A RANT Not that I need to give an explanation to anyone but I HATE when people assume and their assumptions are wrong!! Most people know my little family lives in my parent’s “in-law-suite” in their home. It was designed so you could shut two doors and it be completely separated from one another, think apartments or duplex. So my family lives downstairs and my parents and siblings live upstairs on a raised ranch style home. We have two bathrooms, two bedrooms, a working kitchen, living room and laundry room all downstairs (my mom and I share the laundry room – although there is a separate hook up in the downstairs kitchen for a stack-able washer and dryer). Okay listen, I want to make this crystal clear * ahem * just because we live in my parent’s basement does not mean we have built-in-babysitters. It does not mean I have extra help 24-7! People seem to think that I have it so easy as a first time mom just because my own mom lives upstairs, in the ...

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...