|"Why hello feet! I'm so glad to see you."|
1. I can now spell the word "quadruplet" forwards and backwards. I've also developed other nicknames you may have read, like quad squad, quadlets and quadlings.
2. There's nothing more incredibly weird than having four little babies start squirming and kicking in your stomach while you're trying to, um, tend to business in the bathroom. Dude, it's strange and I don't even care if that's TMI. Aren't we past that, by now?
3. I have spent the better part of many hours trying to figure out how we'll accommodate three teenage girls in our house (since we're having three girls and a boy, little man gets his own room, naturally). They won't be able to have their own rooms, but do 16-year-old girls really want to sleep in bunk beds?
4. Thanks to some fellow moms of multiples, we've ascertained that we'll plow through roughly 400 diapers per week. That's 1,600 diapers a month, y'all!
5. I never realized how convenient it is to be able to bend in half, bend over, bend backward...basically there is no more bending of anything these days. My stomach has gotten big enough that I can't even rotate my mid-section. Turning around requires I rotate my entire body 180 degrees. You could totally sneak up on me from behind.
6. I think my anxiousness is rising with each passing week as we get closer to the end goal, and sometimes it seems to slightly overrun my excitement about actually having quads. So I'm trying to focus more on the positive and the amazing end result—four babies!
7. Only I would reference the length of my cervix and eating a double cheeseburger in the same sentence, as per one of my recent status updates on Facebook.
8. Every day—and sometimes twice a day—I lather my stomach in Bath & Body Work's True Blue Shea Butter Super Rich Body Cream. It literally takes several hours to completely absorb, it's so thick. I joke that if someone were chasing me, they'd be able to overtake me pretty quick but they couldn't catch me, I'm slippery slip!
9. Having multiples, hell just being pregnant, has been a huge lesson in humility for me. I am very independant and strong-willed and that has occasionally made it difficult for me to slow down, stick to bed rest and even accept assistance from others. But it has also made me understand the difference between those who pity you and those who truly want to help; it has helped me learn to be patient and to be enormously grateful for all the incredible people in my life; and it will inevitably make me even more thankful for when I'm post-pregnancy and able to "move" again and appreciate all my little freedoms.
10. I have accepted the fact that seeing my feet, among other things, is a rare luxury.