Getting There

It's official: I am now 26 weeks, 2 days pregnant, and since my doctor intends to schedule the C-section somewhere around the 39 week mark, I have made it to my third trimester! Time has moved very, very slowly up to this point, but I think things may start to speed up now. For one thing, the nesting instinct is starting to creep in, so I think we'll finally start making some real preparations for this little one's arrival. For another, it's March -- WOOHOO! I know winter is officially here for a few more weeks, and even beyond that we're likely to have a few cold patches, but November - February is over, and those, to me, are the most brutal months. Now it's time to think Spring.

To my complete disbelief, things are still looking ok on the b/p front. It's not fantastic, but it's not meds-worthy either, and it seems to be holding steady rather than creeping up like I'd feared. I'm already five weeks farther in than I was last time when I had to start meds. I guess, even though I've felt very much like I did while expecting P & E, it really is easier to carry a singleton than it is to carry two. Hope I didn't just jinx myself by saying that.

P & E's second birthday is fast approaching, too. Now that I can't believe. Seems like just yesterday I was trying to figure out where to hold their first birthday party, and now it's nearly time to do it all again? Yikes. I wonder how many years of co-parties I can get away with before they start demanding separate, gender specific festivities?

I worry about them a little bit because they just aren't saying much yet. I remember last year, at their party, I was thinking how they'd probably be little chatterboxes by the next year's event. Um. . . . not so much. P is saying *maybe* 20 words, including animal noises she knows, and E isn't even to that point yet. I'm hoping they're just late bloomers, especially since they are on target or maybe even ahead of schedule in their physical development, but I don't know when it's time to really be concerned. As of their 18 month appt., their doctor wasn't. He said twins tend to talk a bit later, and some singletons talk late anyway, and he figured they'd start talking when they were damn good and ready. Well, maybe he didn't say that in so many words, but that was the gist. So I guess I'll keep taking the wait and see approach for now.

Let's see, what else . . . oh! Names. Names, people. I know there aren't many of you reading this, but seriously, if you have any boy name suggestions, they would be most greatly appreciated. We've got NOTHING. Help!