I think some of the problem is that I am carrying around two babies on a very small frame. I'm only 5'2, and sometimes when I stand up, it feels as if the weight in my belly is literally pulling me to the ground.
Luckily, Isabella has gotten much better at climbing stairs on her own. She's all but stopped insisting that I carry her all the time, which has done wonders for my legs and back. She's developed a far-more-adorable habit of puffing out her belly and telling me "there's babies in there."
My recent OB visits have all gone well. Blood pressure is good. Weight gain is 27 pounds. No contractions. But I am swollen everywhere: my feet, my legs, and now, my hands. My wedding rings are tight. They won't come off. I may need them cut off my finger if the swelling gets worse.
I'm feeling slightly nervous about my OB's upcoming surgery. She leaves on 9/22 to have her operation, and won't be back until the second week in October, at which point I will be 34 weeks. Everyone keeps telling me they have a feeling the babies will be born in October, which I really hope doesn't happen, as much as I would love to have my body back. My OB did my first c-section, and I want her and no one else to do my second, given that my insides are slightly different than the average woman's, given my previous abdominal surgeries and lack of a large intestine.
On Friday night, we went to a Mothers of Twins sale, held each year by moms of twins whose kids have outgrown their gear. I had high hopes for this sale, which were dashed the second we pulled into the parking lot and saw a line of at least 100 people outside the building waiting to get in. They let only a few people in at a time because apparently last time they violated fire code. Fantastic. We waited in line for 45 minutes and watched as people carried out lots of gear (high chairs, car seats, swings, etc.) to their cars. By the time we made it inside, the exersaucers (we had wanted to pick up a second one) that were for sale were gone. It was also pretty sweltering inside the building, so we spent about 15 minutes picking out a few 0-3 month boy outfits, one 12m sweater, and a cute sweater for Isabella, and called it a night.