Tomorrow the girls turn 28 weeks – hooray! I still haven’t settled in my mind whether they are starting or completing 28 weeks. The doctors said we’re beginning the week, but doesn’t it make more sense to be ending it? If I’m counting weeks on a calendar, Day 1-7 equals Week 1, Day 8-14 equals Week 2, etc. So when you get to Week 2, you’ve had 14 days under your belt, hence you’ve completed two full weeks. Anyway, I’m sure the doctors have a logical way of explaining the division of weeks. All I care about is that the Lord has granted us nearly a full month of pregnancy since we were hospitalized!
Tomorrow is important for yet another reason. We’re scheduled to have an ultrasound to further assess the girls’ growth and, by extension, to determine if they are receiving the proper nutrition in utero. I’ve been attempting to “beef up” their little scrawny bodies by drastically increasing my intake of Chili’s and Red Robin’s hamburgers and Wendy’s Frosties. If this works, you can bet I’ll continue to chow down until delivery day! The doctors had informed me that my dietary habits were not significantly contributing to either the girls’ growth or lack thereof, but I’m quite willing to take the credit if tomorrow’s ultrasound reveals chunky babies 🙂 I have every hope that the girls are indeed growing, since my personal abdominal circumference is steadily marching outward – that’s got to at least partly indicate a similar pattern in the girls, right? Like mother, like daughters? At this point, I would be thrilled if one day my daughters find this blog posting and curse the day I ever prayed for them to have big bellies!
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