I'm 30 weeks today witl di/di boys. Some people have it easy, some have it hard. As a really positive person, the severity of the suckiness of this pregnancy is a little shocking. I don't want to make anyone worried, as all pregnancies are different.
1st Trimester: Worse morning sickness than with my singleton. A few serious migraines. Breastfeeding my 6-10 month old was really draining, especially when I went back to work after maternity leave, already pregnant again with twins, and getting up 4x night to nurse my baby with my dwindling supply. That was crazy.
2nd/3rd Trimester: There really wasn't a 2nd, it went from 1st to "3rd" immediately!! Hehe. My belly was just so big, it feels like I've been in the 3rd for a while. I developed gestational diabetes, but my sugar readings have all been great. I have hip and pubic pain, and occasional shooting pain up from my ankle. I have been congested for 5 months, and my appetite is really weird. I gained a lot of weight as Dr. Luke's book recommended, and now it's really leveling off. I have no appetite (as a PP mentioned, it is probably due to my lack of movement). I have very little energy for anything. Very weird as a person who everyone joked as being compulsively fit and active.
I had labor at 27 weeks, due to bacterial vaginosis. I went on antibiotics, ibuprofen, and nifedipene, and those all have controlled the contractions. I had to be on strict bed rest for a week after that because my cervix was shortened to 2.1cm and it was funnelling. But, as of last week, my cervix is back to 3.5cm and looks great, so I'm back at work.
Now...I can't imagine having up to 8 more weeks of this! The hardest part is my 1-year-old cutie that I can't carry or play rough with. Daddy is picking up all the slack (and I mean everything!). God bless a husband who can cook and a great babysitter who loves my little one.
Now, I just am shocked at my body. I can't believe it's me! On some days I feel like a goddess, and on others I don't think I will ever regain my fitness and hard body.
So sorry if I'm being negative! I really have to laugh at the hard stuff because what else is there to do?
Another reminder: I have a coworker with breast cancer. She feels terrible every day too, and I complain about this temporary condition that produces two beautiful babies? Wa, Wa.