As if ordering a meal yesterday, my doctor let us schedule the birth of our tiny girls. Even though both babies are head down, he asked if we wanted a vaginal or c-section birth. I must have looked him like he was crazy. So, we are scheduled to be induced next Wednesday, July 27th. I have to say that I am a little unhappy about this... about not being able to go into labor naturally. But apparently this doctor and hospital takes the 37 weeks is full term for twins very seriously. My labor is being induced at 37 weeks, 1 day. I really do hope that this is what is best for me and the babies and not just what is best for the doctor and hospital. My negative feelings toward my doctor are coloring my ability to cope a bit.

Yesterday my blood pressure was 130/80 instead of the 120/70 that my doctor likes. He mentioned that the babies were still head down and to that I said, "yes, they are good girls." To this he said, "too bad their mom isn't." Nice. I wanted to say, "you try weighing 295 pounds and carrying twins in the middle of the summer and not having slightly elevated blood pressure!" What an ass. Jeff and I have agreed that if we ever get pregnant again, we are going with warm, fuzzy, crunchy, new age-y midwives all the way.

Anyway. Had to get that last bit of negative out. :) Now, I need to prepare myself for the coming work that I need to do. I have read many stories of being induced and like all labor stories, some are easy and fast and some are long and hard. I don't know what to expect. What I do know is that I need to try and have a positive attitude and a sense of humor and face my fears and work hard to not have this end in a c-section.

I keep wondering how much hair my girls will have. It is something that I am a little obsessed with. I think it is keeping my mind off of other things.

Oh and yes, I have gained back all 70 pounds. I would have made it through with only 50 pounds gained without this past month of bedrest. I know I will drop the pounds, but this feels terrible. It isn't really the baby weight that feels so bad, but the size of my legs and thighs (which just got worse and worse with said bed rest). Oh well. It could have been worse and next Wednesday I will likley drop about 20 or more pounds. :)