27 Weeks on the 27th!

I guess this is my "golden" week! Like your golden birthday, which occurs when you turn the age your date of birth is. For me, my golden birthday was my fifth birthday. This seems unfair, as I didn't even know the concept existed. But I digress.

I'm officially wiped out. Uncomfortable sitting, as Baby B wedges into my ribs, but exhausted standing, as my legs and feet ache (but still no swelling!). The best word to describe it is "blargh." I have another cervical check after work and part of me is hoping she puts me on bedrest. But I also know that bedrest will drive me insane, which will drive Blue insane, so it's probably best that that doesn't happen. Wish me luck.

There is no way in hell I would be this zen on bedrest.

So I think I'm in the third trimester now. Some sites/books say third trimester starts at 26 weeks, others at 28, so I'm splitting the difference and declaring myself into the third trimester at 27 weeks. Plus my third trimester will likely be cut short by an early appearance from the babies. Crazy to think they will probably be here in ten weeks (hopefully not sooner). Apparently I will gain weight more rapidly this trimester than in the previous two. I think I need to buy bigger maternity clothes if that's the case...

As for the babies, they are rutabagas and are nearly 2.5 pounds (theoretically) each. That's five pounds of babies! No wonder I feel enormous! They are also getting smarter, showing signs of brain increased activity as their brains continue to develop (braaaiiiiinnnnss). Hoping for smart, nerdy babies.

thebump.com

By the way, what the hell is a rutabaga?