As the baby turns.

So I had another ultrasound. I wasn't expecting much change from the last one. I have been talking to Baby B every day and saying he needs to flip over and put his head down. But I never felt any major shifts or changes. But first thing when the monitor was put on me the technician said they were both breech. What the.... Are you kidding? This momma was not happy. So apparently one of them is a good listener. Just not the one I had been having these discussions with. Maybe Baby A is trying to show B how it is done....if only.

Okay, I get that there is still time for them to get into the right position but I just want to not worry about it. I really want to avoid a C-section. Unfortunately I have had a couple of dreams that involved a C-section. Perhaps they mean for me to be prepared for it. I don't know. I'm still crossing my fingers and hoping. I still can't believe they are both breech right now.

The rest of the appointment went just fine. They did another echo of the hearts and they still look fabulous. I did start feeling funny part way into and needed a break. I was able to put a pillow behind the right side of my back to keep me somewhat propped up and that helped a lot. No more blacking out after that. Unfortunately I couldn't get any cute pictures of the faces because they were both facing my back. Are they bashful or just stubborn? Probably the latter. Breech, really! Oiy.

A hand of each boy. If the placentas weren't keeping them separate I bet they would be holding hands.

There is a fist by his right ear. You can see the back of his head and neck but he sure doesn't want to show you his face.

It's a perfect 4 chamber heart!

What a cute hand.

Dream a little dream

I am unaware of my surroundings and I'm not sure who all is there. Something was missing from my right side. I was handed a baby boy. He was so precious. I help him close and said, "Hello Levi." Wait, not Levi. You are William. "Hello William." He was beautiful. Then he started to squirm and push and fight. He didn't scream or yell. He just wanted to move. Such strength in him. A fighter. A strong will. Perhaps he could crawl or even walk if I let him try. I struggled to keep him in my arms and not drop him. I wrapped my arms around him tight so he would not get away. I hope it will calm him down.

I was in another room alone with William. They were giving me time with him before I gave birth to the other boy. I so wanted to meet the other one and have both of them in my arms. I tried to leave the room so I could tell them I was ready.

William was gone from my arms. I was being handed another baby. He was so tiny, the size of a softball. He easily fit into the palms of my hands and as I wrapped my hands around the tiny body I kissed the top of his head. His head was barely showing above my hands. His eyes were closed. He was asleep. He lay there snuggled in my hands, safe and content.

I awoke from my dream. How lovely to meet them. I wish I could fall into my dream again and look at their faces for a while longer and hold them close. Sigh.

January 27

Got to see the boys again! They are doing great. Except Baby B is still breech. Little stinker. I've been talking to him every day since this ultrasound. I encourage him to do a flip and lie head down. Doug has even had a few discussions with him. This one definitely is going to have Doug's stubborn personality. Baby A will probably be more laid back like me because he doesn't move much. Just seems to be content where he is. B is quite the mover and shaker, or should I say kicker and puncher.

It was actually a challenging ultrasound. I was having a hard time being on my back because my blood flow would get pinched off and I started blacking out twice. Unfortunately I had my least favorite tech to work with that day. She wouldn't even try to do some of the ultrasound while I was on my side, she just kept waiting for me to feel okay enough to lie on my back. I have had other techs who are able to do part of the ultrasound while I am on my side. Maybe no one has shown her this technique. Oh well, hopefully I won't have her again.

The other reason she isn't my favorite is because she discounts and dismisses some of the things I say. When I told her it helps to have at least one of my legs propped up she asked why. I told her that it helped with the blood flow and keeping me from blacking out. She said the reason I had started blacking out was because I was making myself hyperventilate with the deep breathing I was doing. I just rolled my eyes and kept my mouth shut for the rest of it.

So I wasn't able to get any good pictures and she didn't even try for a 3D image because of my discomfort. Hopefully things will go better at the next one. Crossing my fingers. After all, I NEEEEED some cute pictures for their baby books :-)