Let's try this again

Ok - so I'm going to attempt to start blogging again. Hopefully I can keep it up this time.

To catch you all up...Ben and Nora were born on December 12, 2009 at 26w6d. I had gone

Not lazy, just boring

I feel bad about not posting something everyday. It's not that I don't want to post, it's just that I don't really have anything exciting to say. Like last night, I went home from work and got in bed and seriously only got up to eat some cereal, let my dogs out, and use the restroom.

So, so sad. I should have been taking my fat-ass for a walk or something.

Oh well. The weekend is coming up so hopefully I will have a good story for you in the next couple of days.

Seriously delinquent baby update

Had another growth scan today. Baby A, who is to be named Benjamin Logan, is measuring a week ahead; he is weighing in at 1 lb. 7 oz. Tech said he is probably about 14 inches long. He was very active during the u/s, and was very proud to show off his "manhood"...numerous times. L's chest puffed up like a rooster the whole time after that.

Baby B - Nora Jane - is measuring right on track at 23w2d. She weighed about 1 lb. 5 oz. and tech guessed she was probably 13 inches long. So only a 7% size difference! They were 11% last time, so I am really glad to see that they are staying close.

Cervical length was about 3.53 cm. Is that right? Do they measure that in cm? All I know is that they look for the number to be over 2.5, which mine is. Thank God.

Everything looks great! We are moving right along. I will post u/s pics and a belly pic (OMG) later. Sorry to be such a slacker with the posting. I am going to try to pick it back up again.

BTW - they weren't mean to me today. :)

Tattletale

Someone from the "Patient Satisfaction" dept. at my MFM's office just called me back.

I told the lady what had happened at both appts. and she agreed (or at least pretended to agree) that waiting that long is ridiculous and that they should have some way to notify patients if they are running that late.

She said she would speak with the office manager about implementing some type of policy for when they are that far behind.

Now I feel kind of bad. I have an appt. tomorrow morning at 8 am. It is supposedly the first one of the day, so I don't see how they could be behind, but we'll see. I'm not holding my breath. I bet they are going to be really nasty to me now when I go there.

Hurry up and wait

I went in for my second growth scan at my new MFM office, since the old one is "feuding" with Humana and my bills were not being paid.

Last month, my appt. was at 8:40 and didn't leave the office until almost noon.

Today, my appt. was at 9:20. At 9:30, they called me up to register me and before I even sat down I asked how long the wait was. They told me it would be 40 minutes until I was called. Now, with 2 people ahead of me - meaning "in the waiting room" ahead of me, not "currently being seen" ahead of me - you can FRO with your 40 minutes. I'm sure it would have been twice that since, at my last appt., 20 minutes turned into over an hour.

Sorry, folks, I work, and so does MH. By the time I would have gotten back to be seen, he would have had to leave, and I would have missed another half-day of work.

Why even bother scheduling appointments if you aren't going to adhere to any kind of schedule? And if you are that far behind, fu.cking call people and say, "Hey, we are way behind. Hold of for about 30 minutes before coming in, or reschedule."

So I just left. Not sure what I'm going to do now. I really don't want to go back there, but I don't have much choice. I guess I will call back and reschedule for tomorrow morning.

Week 18

Baby's now the size of a sweet potato!
Baby's become amazingly mobile (compared to you, at least), passing the hours yawning, hiccupping, rolling, twisting, kicking, punching, sucking, and swallowing. And baby is finally big enough that you'll soon be able to feel her movements.

I'm not sure I can do this...

I might go stay with my mom for a few days. L decided that he was going to have a "sleepover" at a friend's new house. Sleepover, of course, means that he and all his friends are going to get super-drunk and stay up all night playing beer pong. Yes, L is 28 years old. No, he does not have a job. No, he hasn't paid a single bill in over 4 months. I totally understand that he needs time to de-stress and relax.

When he left tonight around 7, he said he would call me before bed. I assumed that he meant he would call me around my bedtime, which is 10:30 or so. No. 10:30 comes and goes - no call. So I called him. No answer. Paged him. No call back. Texted him. Nothing.

Now, maybe it's the hormones, but I am PG. With twins. If I call my fucking husband, he should call me back within a relatively short time. What if something was wrong? 2 hours and many texts later, he finally called me back. And was an asshole. "What do you want?" "You said you would call me." "It's not bedtime yet." Um, it's almost midnight. It is actually past my bedtime. "Oh, I didn't realize it was that late."

I mean that makes sense - I'm sure he was so busy playing beer pong he couldn't possibly check his phone for 2 hours. I said I guess if I have an emergency and have to go to the hospital, I should call my mom.

"Yep."

Hell fucking no. If I wasn't so tired right now, I would be gone. His friends and drinking are so important, he can just concentrate on them - he shouldn't have to worry about me distracting him from having fun.