For weeks people have been asking me if I’m feeling the babies moving around and my answer, for the most part, has been “I think so.” I mean, I knew what I was feeling was them moving, but it was pretty non-specific (except for baby A PUNCHING ME in my cervix, but that was completely different). But then on Thursday, I was driving and suddenly I was having these feelings like I was having odd little muscle twitches in my abdomen, but from the inside. But they kept happening and suddenly I was like, “What the hell is that!??” Definitely not my most maternal moment. It’s pretty much been non-stop since then, which would be fine except that I’ve been unbelievably nauseated the last few days.
Friday I couldn’t keep ANY food or water down, and every time one of these little monsters kicked me, it made me want to throw up (a couple times it did actually MAKE me throw up). So I can’t say I’ve got the most pleasant of associations with baby kicks right now. I’d like to say it’s a beautiful moment for me, but really, it’s kind of weird and disgusting. Probably mostly because of the puking association. Still, I have to say that it is unbelievably cool that all three of them are kicking and that I can distinguish the three based on position. Babies A and B are the most active (or maybe their position is just most conducive to me feeling them?). It still startles me every time they do it, which is pretty much all the time. I hope I get used to it eventually! At least I know that they’re thriving in there!
I’m still only keeping small amounts of food or liquid down, but at least I don’t feel like I’m in danger of dehydration anymore. I’m popping Zofran like it’s candy and it’s helping somewhat, but not quite enough. Hopefully this too will pass. I think it is partly the result of the antibiotic I’m taking for the UTI (which doesn’t seem to be getting any better, by the way), so hopefully this is temporary.
In other news, my wondermous husband got me a watercooler for my neverending thirst. One of the cats is currently investigating this scary new piece of machinery. Heh. Now if only it had goldfish in it. (Just kidding… then I couldn’t drink the water!)
Update: KarenO: your mom is quite correct that the first movements feel EXACTLY
like butterflies in your stomach. That’s what I’d been feeling for weeks. It was a rather non-specific feeling that almost felt like anxiety more than anything. But now there are actually distinctive kicks (maybe they’re actually punches, who knows?) that are very specific and definitely not the same sort of feeling. Definitely the “I think so” stage of “do you feel the babies moving” was a sort of fluttery-butterflies-in-your-tummy kind of feeling. It’s very hard to explain. That went on for a while and I definitely knew it was fetal movement, but wouldn’t really have committed to “Yes! I can feel them!” Now I definitely know exactly which one is doing what and it was a very sudden transition. It’s a little disconcerting, actually. I’ll admit that it’s neat and fascinating in its own way. It’s just that the rest of me feels so gross right now that it’s hard to get past the “ew-factor”. I’m a total in-grate. It would be better if I weren’t puking, I’m sure!
ChezPerky 