A Battle in my Belly

I had my 14 week appointment yesterday and didn't have to ask for an ultrasound. I knew it was almost too early to tell, but I asked for him to look to see the genders of the babies. He didn't fight me on it (though I thought he would) and they both look like boys! He said that girls can be swollen at this point, so he's not 100% sure. I'll have another ultrasound at 18 weeks and he said we should know by then.

It was amazing to watch them move. The last few ultrasounds I have had were just the heart beat in the middle of a circular shape. This time, we saw the spine, and they were moving. In fact, I saw the lower one (baby A, sort of on top of baby B) hit baby B above him and baby B quickly responded with a jab. It was hilarious. They are already getting along!

Doug and I are both so excited. I was pretty surprised because I thought it would be a boy and girl, but we are thrilled. It feels a lot more real now. I don't have much a belly to post photos of, but will do it soon.

Better than Tarzan

Thanks to Aaron and Michelle, we discovered this amazing rope swing up in Island Park. We loaded 6 people into my pontiac and drive for about 30 minutes on a dirt road in the middle of no where until we came to this beautiful no-wake lake, Cliff Lake. After a short jaunt through the trees (treacherous, might I add), we came upon this amazing rope. The boys were in heaven for a hours and ended up getting pretty creative...

Chelsea and I were a little anxious watching out husbands do this when they got daring.

I decided I would just judge who had the best moves. To be honest, I felt glad to the "I'm pregnant" excuse because it looked really scary! The photos do not do it justice. I bet they dropped 20 feet into the water.

This is Dave's attempt and grabbing Doug's leg as he came down...swing and miss.

Doug had some good vertical drops--I started saying we should judge who had the smallest splash. I had no takers.

David's flip--he had us nervous.

Look at that form!

Not sure what this form is called--deep seat?

This one reminds me of Tarzan.

It was pretty dusty because the boys had to hike up a steep bank to get to the rope again. When the dust came down, I thought my sandwich bag would keep it out of my eyes. Christine thought it was a little odd.

Chelsea couldn't take it anymore and she had to go off that rope once. I didn't know this, but she is quite the dare devil. She was sitting next to me saying how bad she wanted to try it and I said, "really?" She just did a 'baby' jump so her baby in her belly stayed happy inside.

Christine had perfect form for her one-time shot at the water.

We had so much fun that everyone was late driving to Rexburg to watch the BYU game. Devin was a little disappointed to miss kick off, but we'd had a blast. Doug and I went back to the cabin for a few hours by ourselves while everyone watched BYU beat Oklahoma. Evidently, it was worth the drive.

We're Moving

We cannot fit 2 cribs into our apartment--nope. We cannot come up with any configuration that will work. We even looked into this crib style.

We just got a little nervous about the idea of them collapsing or something. So, as a result--we are moving. We are leaving our first home we've made together. We're both a little sad to leave it. We have a huge backyard, and a spacious apartment. Our new apartment is probably 200 feet away with roughly the same square footage, but it has a second bedroom. It's long and narrow--exactly what we need to fit two cribs end to end. I am glad to move now vs when my belly is really big. We thought about having them share a crib for 6 months, but then we'd be moving with 2 6-month old babies...not a fan. So, here we go! I am excited to start setting things up.

We've had people anonymously dropping off diapers on our front porch--so we're excited to be able to have a place to put them! It's funny--Doug and I thought that we had too many newborn size diapers until I calculated it. Each box has 84 diapers and I've read that we'll go through 14 diapers per day...yup, one box of diapers will last us 6 days! That woke us up to reality a little bit. That's a LOT of messy diapers.

Heartbeat

A cute lady in my ward offered to let me borrow this fetal doppler aka heart rate monitor to listen to the babies. It's been 5 weeks since my last doctor's appointment, so I was really excited to hear the heart beat last night. Now, I understand how twins went undetected before birth. Honestly, I kept saying to Doug, "do you think that's the same heart beat or a different one?" It helped calm some worries that there would be nothing there at my next appointment.

I finally made my second doctor's appointment. I was taking a while to see if I could find another doctor that I liked better. Unfortunately, Humana insurance made the decision for me--doesn't that seem wrong? The hospital closest to me is not covered, so there you have it. I was choosing between 3 doctors and ended up choosing my original one. I have my next appointment on Monday. I'll be 14 weeks Saturday, so I am considering going to the mall to find out their genders. I think I can go this next week, so let me know if you have any opinions about that.

Labor Day Weekend

My parents were planning on going to our cabin Labor Day weekend and we decided to crash their party. Dave and Chelsea joined us for a bit and Christine and Devin came up with us. For the first time that I can remember, my mom completely enjoyed herself at the cabin. She seemed to be beaming just spending time with my dad and enjoying the outdoors. We went to a huge Sacrament Meeting in Island Park, and then mom and dad took this cute afternoon walk in the meadow. I had them pose on their way back. Aren't they cute?

Saturday, we went to a nearby lake and found the sweetest rope swing. I will post photos later as I didn't bring my camera on that difficult trek through the woods. Monday, Dave came back, and he and Doug did a little diving competition into the lake. I was the judge--it was too chilly for a swim. Plus, my swimsuit is uncomfortably tight with a little belly that's forming.

This is Dave's best performance...

And here is my SUPERSTAR husband in his dive-of-the-day...

Dave and Doug thoroughly enjoyed torturing my mom while she was trying to lay out in the sun on a pretty chilly day, but her last day of cabin sunshine.

The conquering heros. They were loving it.

Doug has been learning to swim freestyle for a little while now, so I was pretty nervous when he announced that he was going to swim across the lake. I watched him the WHOLE time. He ended up doing a little backstroke to make it and told me afterwards that he got a little nervous. He was sitting on the bank and Dave jumped in to join him on the other side. I think they sat on the bank for 20 minutes because Doug needed a good rest before attempting that swim again. He's my muscle man!

My dad can swim forever...seriously. Dave and Doug were winded just from a jaunt across the lake, but my dad swam out to the buoy in the distance and back without stopping. When he got close, my mom decided she would meet him. We started chanting, "kiss her! kiss her!" to which my dad repeatedly said, "what?" He had earplugs in. My mom finally had to tell him that we "wanted him to kiss her". Ironically enough, this photo looks like she is trying to drown him.

We left Monday afternoon for home--bummed it was over so quickly. We had a great time...and I didn't even see one single mouse!