Baby update

Not a lot to say, except that they are almost exactly the same size (except for the wee bit of proud flesh). They are 1 pound 3 ounces. They can open their eyes, and if they were born today (God forbid) they would stand a chance of making it. Not a GREAT chance, though, so I think we ought to cook a while longer.

A note about due dates: The official due date is March 24 (which is 40 weeks), but for you baby poolers out there, I should tell you that the doctor said he would induce me at 38 weeks if they hadn't already decided to come on their own. From the reading, talking and research I've done online, twins often come as early as 35 weeks--and some manage to stay out of NICU. Let that be us, please. Not the 35 week part, the staying out of NICU part.

My doctor told me at my last appointment that he had delivered twins that morning, 38 weeks via C-section. Those durn kids weighed 8 and 9 pounds. That scared me silent. Can you imagine them at 40 weeks?!?

Rachel went with me to the ultrasound on Tuesday, Novemeber 22. I was glad she was able to go. The twins were very active. They were both head down (it would be great if they stayed that way, but the tech told me not to hold my breath), and they were facing each other. They were also kicking the stuffing out of each other--practice for real life, I guess. I keep thinking about the stories Mom tells about her and Uncle Bobby at age 21 trying to kill each other, with my grandmother hanging in the doorway clutching her chest and wheezing, "Oh, my heart, my heart!" I can just see THAT coming!

Grandma rocks in the nursery

Mom helped with the nursery. That is to say, Mom made the nursery possible. Go Mom!


The nursery began life as an upstairs office with the ugliest wallpaper I've ever seen. Bleech. First, it had to be peeled off the wall, then the remaining glued side had to be wetted and scraped off. Needless to say, Mom did all of the truly nasty work, for which she should earn a medal. After the wet stuff had been scraped off, there was this icky glue residue left, which Mom eliminated with vinegar. Then she cleaned everything up, bought spackling, primer and brushes and rollers, and spackled and primed the walls a very happy yellow.



I helped a little bit... So, why are there any pictures of me?



Because Mom actually posed me. The picture I took of her is an honest-to-God action shot.

Go Mom! Many thanks from all four of us...

Thanksgiving = Good Times, Good Food

The menu:

David's Grilled Turkey
Smashed Potatoes (with horseradish)
Turkey Gravy
Green Bean Casserole
Cranberry Sauce
Croissants
Oyster Stuffing a la McIntire
Apple-Cheddar Pie
Pumpkin Pie
Vanilla Bean Ice Cream
Sparkling Apple Cider

Rachel, Eileen, David and I inhaled all of this food within a 24 hour time period, which I found pretty amazing. Well, actually, there is some pie and ice cream left, and maybe a little turkey. (Well, okay, a little more than a little...) The potatos didn't last the meal, and neither did the bread. We like our starches!

The oyster stuffing didn't last all that long--which really IS amazing when one considers that David is the only one who will eat oysters. =)

Eileen made the Pumpkin Pie, and did a fine job. The crust came out really well, and she decorated it with pastry leaves--something I have to admit that I never think of when I'm actually making a pie. Fortunately, we had leaf shaped cookie cutters. (Yes, I stole her idea and put leaves on the apple pie, too!) We had a bit of a crisis with the ground ginger...meaning we didn't have any. So, for future reference, ground cardimon works just a well--just use half again as much as you would ginger. A good pie!

Apparently, I'm addicted to tickers:

New Ticker.

This one is cuter!

It has been awhile since my last post. Things have been kind of busy!

Since the last post, I've:

1. gotten unoffical word that I passed two more hours of comps (4 to go)
2. sung a concert under Dr McCoy of North Texas State
3. been to the doctor for 3 days of cramping after the aforementioned concert
4. been placed by aforesaid doctor on modified/partial bed rest and told to do "nothing unessential"
5. flew to Florida (with same doctor's okay) because my grandmother wasn't doing so well (pulminary fibrosis)
6. came back.
7. had several rehearsals with church and recital choir
8. had dress rehearsal with recital choir and orchestra (yea!)
9. gotten very large.

After the recital (Saturday night, 7:30, St Paul's Episcopal Church on Main, y'all come!) I plan to RELAX.

Doctor's orders!