We had our infamous ultrasound last Friday. Our twins are lying one on top of the other. The one on top, Twin B is a boy. He was great. He lay flat and spun around so he could be measured. But Twin A, on the bottom chose to stay "curled up in a ball" position... so we won't know the gender of Twin A until November 18th. We are hoping for a baby girl, but we'll be happy with whatever God blesses us with.
We also met our obstetrician for the first time today. Just getting to his office was an event on it's own. I used the "web" to find his address... since I misplaced the business card my GP gave me. Lo and behold his web address was outdated by 5 years... the moa at the "old office" sent me to another building 5 blocks away and I was on hold with obstetrician's secretary for 10 minutes only to find out that I was at the wrong location... ahhhh. We were late, but at least we didn't miss our appointment.
I was told that I should expect to gain 40 pounds... no more. I've already put on 24 pounds! So now I've been asked to eat smaller meals... reduce my carbs... great... it's not like I have been binging anyways... I've also been asked to walk 30 minutes after each meal... Aiya!
He also mentioned that I will likely feel morning sickness for the next 3 months. It was so bad last week that I burst the blood vessel in one my eyes for 2 days from my excessive puking!!! Here I was excited that the nausea would go away sooner than later. He also mentioned that it would be best that I stop working after Christmas... ahhhh.
