…since I promised them a few days ago (oops).  There are some gems in here, and keep in mind that they were all taken in the same day and that’s why I’m wearing the same outfit in all of them.  It’s a t-shirt that says “chillin with my gnomies”, LOL!!!

Here’s a pic of me with one of my best friends in the whole world (he was a bridesman in our wedding), Daniel, a.k.a. Hauss.  The funny thing about this picture is that Hauss used to be a lot bigger than he is now, so now I’m the big one!


This is Jeff’s brother, Jim, and I comparing our “bump”.  I think it’s a pretty tight race, don’t you?


This is one of one of Jeff and I’s good friends, Sean, and another one of our good friends, Melissa, who is actually due with their first child on the exact same day as the BoGo are due – April 26th!  She doesn’t even look pregnant, the little hussy!


And one last picture, because I apparently have no shame.  Taken tonight by my husband, a close up of the belly and my weird-looking belly button…


And the answer is…

December 29, 2008

…(and this is really kind of un-ladylike, but – well, you know me) the ability to be able to take a really good pee!  You know that feeling when you really, really, really have to go – and then you go – and then that sense of relief and “ahhhhhhhh” that you get?  Yeah, you don’t get that when you’re pregnant.  Or at least I don’t get that when I’m pregnant, and for some reason it really bugs the piss (hahahaha) out of me!  I don’t know if it’s because the babies are around my bladder, or what, but I never really feel “relieved” after I pee.  I just feel like I need to pee a little more.  Ugh!  I realize this is a petty vent, and in no way am I complaining about it, it’s just a minor annoyance I really didn’t anticipate dealing with during my pregnancy.

Anyway…Jeff and I saw the babies move on the outside tonight.  They were kicking away, so I called Jeff over to feel (which is still such a rush, by the way).  That’s when I realized that you could probably see these big kicks from the outside, so I moved Jeff’s hand and we both sat there and watched the belly move and shake – so crazy!!!!  


Know what I miss the most?

December 29, 2008

I’ll give you each three guesses – and it’s not booze, being able to have sex without looking like a contortionist, or sushi…


23 weeks today!!!

December 28, 2008

No picture today, as the babies are still the size of papayas.  Supposedly, I should be able to see them move underneath my clothes, but I haven’t seen anything of the sort yet, so I’m not holding my breath.  Although I did get some new fizzy balls for the bath today, so maybe I will see if the little ones create any ripples in the bathtub!

This week, the blood vessels in the BoGo’s lungs are developing to prepare for breathing, and the sounds they are picking up from “the outside” are preparing them for the big, scary world they are about to enter in a few months.  They say that louder noises (like Rex barking or the vacuum running) won’t even phase them after they’re born if they have been hearing them from the inside for a while – how crazy is that?

The thing that’s totally been freaking me out lately is that my ankles and feet are really swelling up fast these days.  I really need to concentrate on taking it easy (see previous blog entry) and putting my feet up when I get home to help increase circulation a little bit (not to mention swollen feet and ankles are UGLY).  I’ve also noticed some spider veins around my ankles and a few broken capillaries on my face, which is just part of the gift of pregnancy, so I’ll take them and try not to complain too much.  =)

We have been so busy with Jeff’s family being here the last 5 days that we haven’t made any progress on the nursery, but next week (and weekend), since we have more time off, I plan on us tackling the nursery completely!  I want to get as much done as possible before my baby shower (on the 10th) so that I’ll know what else we need to purchase to be ready for the boys to come home.  Plus, my sister is coming to stay with us for a few days before my shower, and I want her to be nice and comfortable in the new spare bedroom/office.

And in the interest of taking better care of myself, I treated myself to a prenatal massage (my friend is a massage therapist), lunch with my MT friend and Molly, and then a mani/pedi with Molly afterwards.  It probably wasn’t the smartest financial decision I’ve made lately, but Jeff thought it was a great idea that I pamper myself today (after the last five days we’ve had running all over the place), and it was great to have the company of good friends for an afternoon.  Molly is due in two short weeks, so I did want to spend some quality time with her before her little girl arrives.

I’ll try to get some pictures uploaded later today, and get those on here, along with an updated bump pic for your viewing pleasure…so stay tuned!


Slow down

December 27, 2008

Jeff’s entire family is visiting from California, Illinois, Connecticut, and Virginia (funny pictures to follow, maybe tomorrow), so we have been busy doing family stuff since the day before Christmas.  I have been going and going and going and not taking enough time to just relax, and today it caught up with me.  I need to slow down.  I’m pregnant.  With twins. 

Being told that I looked “huge” and “really tired” for the past few days didn’t sit well with me, mostly because I don’t feel like I’m “huge” and I think I’m looking pretty damn good for being almost 6 months pregnant with two babies!  It did make me realize that maybe I need to take it easy a little more, and not feel like I need to cram so much into any given day.  Jeff is always telling me to slow down and relax, but I just feel lazy when I do that!

Effective immediately, I’m going to be taking Jeff’s (and my Mom’s and Mother-in-law’s) advice, and s-l-o-w-i-n-g down.  So if I don’t return your phone calls right away, it’s likely because I’m napping.  If I have to blow off lunch plans with you, don’t take it personally – it’s for the health of my babies and I.  God-willing, I still have at least two more months to go with this pregnancy, and I really do need to start taking better care of myself.  I hope you all will understand!


Just a quick little blurb about what Christmas means to us this year…

This is typically a really hard time for a couple who is struggling to get pregnant.  The last three Christmases, we have been on auto-pilot through the holiday season, because that’s really the only way we knew how to get through it.  Weeks upon weeks of getting holiday cards in the mail with our friends and family’s babies on them, emails showing those bright little faces “opening” their first presents.  Kerry’s message board friends posting pictures of their little girls in their new velvet dresses, and their little boys in their miniature tuxedos, Jeff’s friends unable to meet us out for cocktails during the holidays because they’re spending “baby’s first Christmas” with their family.  It was hard.  Really hard. 

This Christmas brings a whole new meaning to our favorite holiday, and we obviously have SO MUCH to be thankful for this year.  This year, there won’t be any hiding tears at family get togethers (unless it’s tears of happiness), or wishing we could just crawl in a hole until the first of the year.  This year, we will celebrate with our friends and family, smiling because we know what’s in store for us in the years to come.  We will finally get to be that couple who gets to send out holiday cards with the BoGo’s picture on them, and share in the joy of our boys’ first Christmas with our families.

Words cannot describe how much we have both appreciated everyone’s support, love, and understanding throughout this past year, and how much we will continue to appreciate you all through the months and years to come.  To you and yours, our growing family wishes you a very Merry Christmas, or Happy Hanukkah, or happy holidays, or happy Thursday – whatever you celebrate!

And to our friends and readers who are still struggling with infertility, and all of the emotion that comes with it, particularly during this season, our hearts are with you.  We’ve been there.  We know how you are feeling.  And although we HATED when people told us, “don’t worry, it will be your turn soon“, we want to tell you that if you want this badly enough, it WILL happen for you.  We promise.  And we give you the strength and love to get through yet another Christmas without the only gift you really wish was under the tree.  (((hugs)))

With love,

Jeff, Kerry, and our two sweet little boys

Ask, and you shall receive!

December 24, 2008

Thank you, thank you, thank you to whoever was listening to Jeff.  I don’t have to work until noon today (half day), so I was planning on sleeping in a little bit.  The babies had different plans for me, as Bo started pounding away at around 7 this morning.  His little brother joined in at around 7:30, so I woke Jeff up to feel – and sure enough – “KICK!”…one swift kick in the upper abdomen to wake his daddy up.  YAY!!!!

I was playing my iPod for the boys yesterday, and discovered that my little guys couldn’t have any different taste in music.  Bo really, really liked Mika and Madonna (hmmmmm), and Go seemed to like Kanye West and Ludacris (hmmmmm).  It was really weird how when a certain song would play, one of the babies would be moving around, kicking and nudging, while the other one stood still – and vice versa.  I’ll have to experiment with some different music, and hopefully one of these days at least one of my little guys will respond to the Dave Matthews Band!  I need at least one member of my family to share in my love of the DMB (Jeff doesn’t really care for them)!

I’m going to try to get some stuff done before I head into work, so I will leave you with the Mika song I was playing for the boys – it’s called “Grace Kelly”, and I just love the song – it makes me smile.  =)


First Time

December 23, 2008

So I was finally able to feel one of the babies (Bo) move last night.  I felt 2 bumps\hits and a little movement.    Not bad for the first time!  Go, however,  seems to be a little shy as I didn’t feel a thing from him.  Naughty!  Now that they are the size of papayas hopefully I will start to feel them more.  It is still a little weird to feel them moving, but I know that will change once I can feel them more.  It is a little harder for me to get attached or feel like a part of their world yet without feeling them move, so I would really like it to happen more!!

I know you can’t read just yet Bo and Go, but after the week we all just had, I could really use some movement right about now!!!!!


Drama kings

December 22, 2008

Seriously.  It’s a good thing the BoGo aren’t little girls, or I would have to say that we have some MAJOR drama queens on our hands.  I got a little worried this afternoon, after I hadn’t felt any movement from either of the boys since yesterday morning.  I called the nurse line at my ob’s office and told the nurse what was (or wasn’t) going on, and she told me to come on in.  I left work early, freaking out the whole way because after a TON of Christmas cookies and treats (thanks, Ang!), some OJ, and a little Kanye West on the iPod (I put the earbuds on my belly) I still wasn’t feeling anything.  This, coupled with the fact that I was pretty depressed about putting Freddie down yesterday, was not making for a good commute to the doctor’s office.  I think I cried almost the whole way.

All for nothing.  Seriously, not more than two minutes after the nurse put the doppler on my abdomen, and I heard both of my boys’ beautiful little heartbeats, both of those little shits started moving!  I got a big old kick from Bo (Baby A), and Go was just tapping away, darting away from the nurse as she glided the doppler wand across my tummy, trying to play hide-and-go-seek with her.  Thanks for the scare, you little brats!

Bo’s heartrate was 145, and Go’s was 150 – both very strong heartbeats for how far along I am.  The nurse still heard (and I heard for the first time) the little flutter in Bo’s heartrate that the sonographer was concerned with at our last ultrasound.  It’s nothing to be concerned about – yet – but it’s the reason I’ve been completely cut off from caffeine again, which is no big deal, considering the lengths we went to get pregnant with the BoGo in the first place.  Most of the time, these little flutters end up just going away, and that’s why Jeff and I aren’t going to spend any time freaking out about it.  They will likely do a fetal echocardiogram at our next ultrasound on January 7th, especially if the flutter hasn’t gone away.  So we’ll keep you posted!

In other news, we are totally loving our newfound square footage – the basement.  We really never used the basement before, mostly because the carpet was that disgusting – we just didn’t like being down there.  Now that we have new carpet, and a new furniture layout, it will be a nice place to gather family and friends when we are entertaining.  And it will also be a nice play area for the boys when they are big enough.  It’s so exciting!  Once we get everything settled, I will be sure to post pictures.


22 weeks today!!!

December 21, 2008


Weeks 21-24 the BoGo are the size of papayas, and nearing a foot long each!  Their lips, eyelids, and eyebrows are now almost fully-formed, and tooth buds are forming underneath their gums.  The eyes are formed, but there is no pigment in the irises yet, so we won’t know if they will have Jeff’s sky blue eyes, or my greyish-blue eyes that I got from my daddy.  Or maybe their eyes will be green, or brown, or hazel!  I can’t wait to find out.

There has been an increased interest in my growing belly these days, and while some women do not like their belly being touched, I absolutely love it.  I could go about my day all day long with an extra set of hands on my belly, and it wouldn’t phase me at all..I think it’s part of me liking to be the center of attention, who knows?  I know I need to eat this all up before the BoGo get here, because I am fully aware that once they get here, I’m chopped liver.  Anyway, if you want to touch my belly, and I know you, you don’t even need to ask – touch away!  If I don’t know you, please ask first.  =) 

Speaking of bellies, I haven’t gotten any stretch marks yet, and I have to say I’m a little surprised.  Not that I still won’t get some, I just kind of thought I would have one or two by now.  And no, I’m not disappointed.  LOL!

We got A LOT done this weekend – and by “we”, I mean Jeff.  Jeff painted the office/spare bedroom all day on Saturday, while I went out for coffee with the girls in my cooking club in the morning, and went to a girls night/holiday party last night.  I even made the crab and asiago cheese-stuffed mushroom appetizer for the holiday party all by myself because Jeff was busy painting – and for those of you who know us, that is a BIG DEAL (I don’t cook – and they actually turned out really well)!  Today, Jeff touched up the ceiling, while I touched up the baseboards in both the spare bedroom and nursery.  Then, we moved some of the stuff back into the rooms, and they are really starting to take shape.  Most of our furniture and downstairs belongings are still in the garage from getting the carpet installed on Thursday, since I can’t help move the heavy things (Jeff’s brother is coming over to help tomorrow night, thank God).  I cannot wait to get everything set up!  I’m still totally in love with our new carpet, mostly because I really see us using our downstairs more now.  We really never hung out down there before, and our upstairs is so tiny, so this will really be nice!

I do have some sad news though.  Freddie, our Wheaten terrier mix, was put down today.  Most of you have been following along with what he was doing to me (from the message boards I post on), so you know how hard it was for us to come to this decision.  But the guy at the shelter today told us that he thought we were making the right decision, considering the circumstances.  My dad told me that we may well have saved someone’s life by euthanizing Freddie, because you just don’t ever know what an aggressive dog will do in any given situation. 

No shelter would have ever taken him because of his bite history, and we spent over a month trying to look for a new home and/or foster home for him, to no avail.  The months of training, money we spent, and love we gave Freddie just didn’t sink in – I think he was troubled long before we adopted him in February.  I just hope that he’s in a better place now, running around with his furry buddies up in heaven.  Our house definitely won’t be the same without Freddie, but at least I don’t have to be on my toes every day, wondering if and when he will attack me again…