To say the least, this week I have hit the “miserable” mark. I have physically never felt so weary in my life. Not at all. Not even while I was in early labor with Copeland or Ryker. In fact, I would much rather hike up the incline 9 months preggos (like I did with Copeland, and yes, I am bragging) with one kid in my uterus than just carry two in my womb at 9 months. My hips no longer feel like they are “breaking” but are broken. For instance, every time I have to get up from sitting down, it takes me a good ten steps to feel sort of in control of my legs. The recent pain is the constant tightness in my lower belly and upper hips.
BUT…
With all of this, I am excited and anxiously awaiting each little baby. I am so overjoyed with the thought that I get two! precious boys to hold. In a not-so-normal Kristin way, I really want to buy them a matching outfit for right after they are born to embrace their “twin-ness.”
Hope all is well with everyone…
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