It’s been a while since I added to the blog, things have been busy.
I’m 27 weeks pregnant today, and to the shock and horror of a lot of people, I went ice skating.
Now, yes, I accept this is risky. But it’s not like it’s only the 5th time in my life that I’ve been skating. I was a competition level skater in my youth, and so I can actually skate. I know how to skate and – more importantly – unlike most amateur skaters, I KNOW HOW TO FALL. Which sounds scary. Surely, everyone knows how to fall on ice. And yet, there are ways to fall to protect yourself, to fall and not injure yourself. Without this knowledge, I certainly would have not stepped onto the ice.
I introduced my daughter to the ice this morning. She has her very first skates, and took to it like the proverbial duck to water. She was cautious at first, and then picked up speed. Yes, she took a few tumbles, but she loved every second.
Indigo will be skating every Saturday now, and with ballet on a Monday, my little baby girl is developing her very own social life.
Barney continues to make progress, he’s allowed out of the hospital for short periods; we use it for going on “dates” for banana milkshakes in a diner. He’s getting a little stronger each day, and his medical team are increasingly positive – not only about his short term health, but also for his long term recovery.
My to do list is growing by the day, like my stomach. Last pregnancy, I took it super easy after the mid-term scares, and so had a lot of time, sat on my ass, not doing very much.
This time, it feels like I’ll be on the go right up until I spawn.
Is carrying twins easier this time round? Yes – for sure. I still feel just as tired and achy as the last time, but I’m not as… scared. I’m not as worried, I don’t question every symptom and wonder whether it’s normal. I have an acceptance that very little about a twin pregnancy is normal, and so I don’t fixate on the little things.
And in the meantime, while I’m still on the go, my reading pile is growing…
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